Cape Ann
“It tosses up our losses, the torn seine,
The shattered lobster pot, the broken oar
And the gear of foreign dead men. The sea has many voices.’’
Many gods and many voices.’’
From “The Dry Salvages,’’ by T.S. Eliot (1888-1965), the famed Anglo-American poet from a Boston Brahmin family, who had a summer place on Cape Ann, off which the rocks called “The Dry Salvages’’ menaced boats.
