ON my northwest coast in the midst of the night, a fishermen's group
stands watching;
Out on the lake, that expands before them, others are spearing
salmon;
The canoe, a dim shadowy thing, moves across the black water,
Bearing a Torch a-blaze at the prow.
I think this a poem that could possibley be about a lighthouse, guiding fisherman when they are out at sea.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Don't they have better ideas for poems, like dragons?