Fortuna, I am a spear fisherman — Blackbird Raum

[ad_1] Album: Purse-Seine, 2007 The monologue at the end is a poem. The Purse Seine by Robinson Jeffers Our sardine fishermen work at night in the dark of the moon; daylight or moonlight They could not tell where to spread the net, unable to see the phosphorescence of the shoals of fish. They work northward from Monterey, coasting Santa Cruz; off New Year’s Point or off Pigeon Point The loo...[Read More]