Sport 2: Autumn 1989
VI
VI.
Now still,
the ship throws out a wake
like wings
behind us
The other children play tag;
run along the deck
to watch bottles
drift from bow to stern
and
the Master came, smiling, to me
told me what sport it was
to throw bottles and hats
to the sea
so I told him
that hat was for Noel,
and that he had my Bible too.