Port Royal
Jamaica, 1960
Ignoring the local reliquiae—
neoclassical arches in ruin,
courtyards, their fountains toppled,
prados flourishing in prickle-weed, esplanades
no longer level enough to collect rainwater,
much less respect for the Imperio de España
tarnished by an islander’s mock-British accent—
two fisherman returned at sundown.
Antiquaries themselves, these fishermen
schooled in the currents, the tide,
the tunneled limestone of the coral reefs,
preferred the graceful curves of the £.
At the landing, five children, single file,
marched away the birds like soldiers,
the learned lyrics escaping their lips:
Rule Britannia, Britannia rules the waves.
Copyright Credit: “Port Royal” by C. Dale Young from The day underneath the day. © 2001 by C. Dale Young. Published by TriQuarterly/Northwestern University Press. All rights reserved.
Source: The Day Underneath the Day (TriQuarterly Books, 2001)