Welcome. Edgartown News was born from the simple fact that I have ink and Dektol in my veins and I need to write and photograph more than I need air or food, and from my love for this little town where I grew up and raised my family, the town I have left a few times but can't quite shake for good. Here you will find wanderings and musings, photographs and commentary; the people, places, and happenings - past and present - of a small island town: my home town.

Saturday, May 21, 2011

To the Shad, by Steve Ewing

To the Shad, Steve Ewing
"When the shad bush blooms, the herring are running." That's what the old-time islanders say. [file photo, Tiasquam Valley, May 15, 2009]

This is a bit late, due to my not having noticed the attachment in Steve's e-mail a couple of weeks ago. The shad blooms have now passed; the white that now dots the landscape is beach plum.

To the Shad                                 

Each spring
I wait
So patiently
One day
So gracefully
The shad
Early bloom
After herring
By fluttering
Leave silver scales
On low tide rocks
Near fresh pond runs
Sweet shad
O’re hangs
These pools
Discrete harbinger
Hardy strong
And true
A feathery
Red brown leaf
Gently flushing
White flowered

Dedicated to Scott Ewing
April 25, 1960- February 15, 1985

Steve Ewing

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