This poem is taken from Stand 225, 18(1) March - May 2020.

Dave R. Wilson Three Poems
The Rising Cost of Beer

(the fourth and last section of a larger piece called
‘The Beer Bosun’; and with apologies to P. B. Shelley)

‘Not a good place to be!’ I muttered
as the width of the new delta shrank
the further up river we went
so the currents became proportionately stronger
more treacherous and more frightening
whirlpools represented a decided threat
and had to be avoided at all costs
lest crew and craft be sucked out of existence

We were a hundred yards downstream of an eyot
a mudflat with six or eight adults
and two children on it
when I thought I detected a stutter in the outboard
One hundred yards!
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