Jack B. Bedell
Lines for Lake DeCade
Down the warped dock,
boards frayed and leaning
toward the surface of this lake,
water going brown, then to froth,
sand flies mosquito hawks trawling motors
hum in the gray light
of tired days heavy nets. Lord
of fin and wing and prayer
hold me here as long as you can
before the water shifts,
brings its salt in.
boards frayed and leaning
toward the surface of this lake,
water going brown, then to froth,
sand flies mosquito hawks trawling motors
hum in the gray light
of tired days heavy nets. Lord
of fin and wing and prayer
hold me here as long as you can
before the water shifts,
brings its salt in.
Biography
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Jack B. Bedell is Professor of English and Coordinator of Creative Writing at Southeastern Louisiana University where he also edits Louisiana Literature and directs the Louisiana Literature Press. His latest collection is No Brother, This Storm (Mercer University Press, 2018). He is currently serving as Louisiana Poet Laureate 2017-2019. He can be found on Twitter @jackbedell and on his website: www.jackbbedell.com.
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