With Doug in the Stillness

Moonshine and silence.
A black line of mergansers
reconnoiters us,
wild and ennobling,
before they leave these parts
and the loons cry out.

I got lost off Nantucket once
says Doug.
Thirty miles off,
headed right into the Atlantic.
So much for hugging the shore.

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