Day 13:Ucluelet, Her Sea Cans

once upon the wild coast, before we turned back

we stopped in ucluelet, whipped by rain

and there, inside linked sea cans, the ocean

denizens of barkley sound, of clayoquot sound

of rocks and shoals around the town, tankbound

lay in shallow water. touch them, know them, listen

to fond stories of this seastar or that one, known

captured year after year, for another season in the can

released with thanks and ceremony later. these beauties

understood to belong to their waters. in those days

money was being raised for a beautiful building

now curved on the edge as if grown there.

this we can do

on the wildest edge of our west.

what more is possible?



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