A loon I thought it was But it was My love's Splashing oar To Sault Ste. Marie He has departed My love Has gone on before me Never again Can I see him | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON BEING ASKED TO WRITE A POEM AGAINST THE WAR IN VIETNAM by HAYDEN CARRUTH UNTITLED, 1968; FOR MARK ROTHKO by JAMES GALVIN TO HORACE BUMSTEAD by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE FEAST OF LIGHTS by EMMA LAZARUS DOMESDAY BOOK: HENRY BAKER, AT NEW YORK by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |