Happy Poetry Friday! This week, I’m sharing a poem from my new 30 Painless Classroom Poems book, Wacky, Wild, and Wonderful: 50 State Poems.
Note: Cape Hatteras is the outermost point of land on the Outer Banks Islands. These flat, sandy islands lie about thirty miles off the coast of North Carolina. Cape Hatteras is called the Graveyard of the Atlantic because of the more than 1,000 ships that have run aground or sunk in the surrounding shallow waters since the 1500s. The Gulf Stream and Labrador Currents run close to shore, drawing ships near. When bad weather strikes, ships have often lost their bearing and sunk.
A Note from the Poet:
I admit that shipwrecks fascinate me. “The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald,” a song by Gordon Lightfoot about a sinking on Lake Superior that happened when I was nine years old, is just one folksong about ships sinking that hits me in the gut. I focused on sounds in this poem, with “wild winds roar,” “wood scrapes sand,” and “groaning plea.” I wanted sounds that gave me the haunting feeling of a shipwreck.
Here I am reading the poem:
This week, the Poetry Friday Roundup is brought to you by the wild Irene Latham at Live Your Poem!