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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 4603 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Rock Hall, January Lisa Janice Cohen Beneath the murky water and beneath the clay that clings to danforth and to plow, the treasure of the bay, the Chesapeake blue-pointed crab, in winter must allow her body to be buried. Watermen repaint their boats with thickly callused hands and mend the lines and traps while she-crabs tend to tiny eggs. Propped up on rusty stands lean flat-hulled skiffs with daughters' names and wives' in careful lettering across the stern. This winter work is penance and a tithe the watermen endure. Like crabs, they've learned they must seek safety from the very bay whose slate grey waters flow within their veins. |
