And climbed it ‘cross the sky.
Until it fell to earth again, I trudged on high.
No angels did I find…. I do not lie. I came upon a waterfall and wore it for a while, Close to my skin, ‘till it released me. And I could walk again.
They say there is some place at sea,
Where water nymphs are said to be
These Thetises I’d like to see
Although I’m pushin’ 83
The following little item was recited for me by Reginald Decker; a fisherman cousin of mine from Joe Batts Arm, a community on Fogo Island’s north coast, who learned it from his father Pat around 70 or 75 years ago.
“All men were born equal at first, through this and every nation.
The rich among the poor would be, but for