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(1879 - 1970 / Johnsburg, New York)

Poems of Jeanne Robert Foster

1. The Bitter Herb 1/4/2003
2. The William P. Frye 4/21/2010

The William P. Frye

I saw her first abreast the Boston Light
At anchor; she had just come in, turned head,
And sent her hawsers creaking, clattering down.
I was so near to where the hawse-pipes fed
The cable out from her careening bow,
I moved upon the swell, shut steam and lay
Hove to in my old launch to look at her.
She'd come in light, a-skimming up the Bay
Like a white ghost with topsails bellying full;

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