A northbound gaggle of geese overhead.
New Bedford is warming in mid February.
Frosted window glass where motors run.
Off to the dock for coffee, check the boat.
Inspect the lines, hoping all is finest kind.
Surely the harbor seals will be swimming.
The gulls will be shitting and squawking.
They hunt for lone clams on the decks.
Carrying them above they drop them hard.
Birds using gravity to feed on quagogs.
Another day, working in the Whaling City.