Bandar-e Anzali

I have just about begun thinking about my trip to Iran last year…some poems are coming out. This a draft – probably.

Bandar-e Anzali

Bandar-e Anzali hummed,
ships unloaded, loaded –
meandered, or sat
at rest, unemployed
sailors sipped covert brews
stray cats prowled the port’s
unwary fishermen for scraps
of bait, discarded, staring
out into the grey
Caspian Sea morning.

 

We boarded a small wooden boat
cruised past the steel giants
on through the town,
into the lagoon beyond,
fifteen thousand hectares of wetland
thick with reeds, birdlife,
interrupted silence,
and the aroma of diesel
brought with us, its rainbow
colours reflecting off
still murky waters.

 

As we headed back to port
the outboard motor drowned out
the bird’s calls.

About George Fripley
I am a writer who enjoys writing humour, satire, poetry and sometimes a bit of philosophy. I live in Perth, Western Australia and occasionally get a poem or article published. It's all good fun! I have two books available for unwary readers, Grudges, Rumours and Drama Queens- The Civil Servant's Manual (This contains all that anybody could ever want to know about why government runs so slowly) and More Gravy Please! - the Politician's Handbook. (available through Amazon)

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