Grand Bahama (Pinder's Point) Poem
GRAND BAHAMA – Pinder’s Point

In anthem suite of sugar cane
the same young boy, yet not the same,
chases shadows of Christophe du Nord
in pine barrens of Pinder’s Point.
He does not stop to call for manna
in his seagrape banquet and cocoplum.

In the forest of his creole tongue
he asks of sardines stranded on sand:
You doan know tidal flow yet;
what evening high tide bring us?
He gives thanks in a sign of the cross
for riches of grits and sardines.

In between the silences of his suite
a boy and sea are one whole note.