At Ucluelet

Being on the edge of the Pacific means there are wrecks, lots of them. Some are shipping hazardous, others draw divers who go deep to swim through the skeletal remains. And then there’s the ship than hung up on the rocks near Ucluelet (which means “people of the safe harbour” in the indigenous Nuu-chah-nulth language) …

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AT UCLUELET

we seek the wreck among piled
rocks where foam flies high

our feet slip   catch sharp black wet            
splashed    draped with rags
of weed bright lime-green

lift broken shells from crevices
daring   I head closer to spume
to rage of ocean in eyes   on skin

find timbers heaved over crags
to rot           three-foot spikes
standing in rusted triumph
above the surge

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Frame and The McGuire – ‘… a gentle yet striking novel about the way our perception influences our judgement of others.’ Amy Mathers. For ages 8-13 … published by Tradewind Books available on Amazon or your local bookstore.