THE LITTLE BOATS OF CHARLES FORT
The little boats of Charles Fort
Bob in the seaways above the
They’re ready to go.
Bob on, brave boats,
You carry glad tidings.
We’re talking boxes not boats exactly
But each is freighted with hundreds of notes
On joyous things that actually happened
But couldn’t have done. For instance, the times
When seafood tipped from the sky in summer.
The world is not explicable.
The world in fact is extremely odd.
Let guns go off and a very big flag
Be loosed to the wind as the boats bob out.