Andrea Wyatt
THE CORMORANTS ARE DIVING
An early fogbank
shrouds the river's surface
stilled, the tidal aspects of its flow,
across, horizon line obscured and secret,
the cormorants are diving down deep below,
For bony fish and river shrimp, concealed
in the muddy bottoms of the Anacostia's river's flow,
snapped up in triumph by hard, black beaks,
the cormorants are diving down deep below;
Ascendant, they fly together, then
land on pilings rotting down deep below,
slow, the Anacostia's river flow,
spread full out their wide, black wings
to dry in gradual brightening glow.
Andrea Wyatt was born in Brooklyn and now lives in
Washington, DC with her husband, bookseller Lansing Sexton. She works
at the University of the District of Columbia. Her books of poems
include Three Rooms (Oyez Press, 1970), Poems of the
Morning, Poems of the Storm (Oyez Press, 1973), Founding
Fathers: Book One (LLanfair Press, 1976), The Movies
(Jawbone Press, 1977), Jurassic Night (White Dot Press, 1980),
and Baseball Nights (Renaissance Press, 1984). She is coeditor
of Selected Poems by Larry Eigner (Oyez Press, 1972), Collected
Poems by Max Douglas (White Dot Press, 1978), and The Brooklyn
Reader (Random House/Harmony, 1994).
Published in
Volume 7, Number 3, Summer 2006.