FRONTYARD BURIALS
(Saba, Lesser Antilles)
At first dawn glimmerings, I wander up Saba's winding streets in search
of nearest hilltop, my practice stroll to prepare for tomorrow's
hike to the summit of Mt. Scenery. I suddenly notice a long
fishing sloop leant on its side overhead, remarkably
balanced at a steep cliff overhang. The ship
seems poised at yard margins,
outer borders of this bluff's loftiest house.
The only seacraft of any size I've seen in this town
of Windwardside, and it's amazing to find so large a vessel
over a thousand feet above sea level. Why would they store fish-
boat near a mountain top? No way to travel by ship on te steep upland
trails, think I, now given
to such foolish dotings as I mindlessly (in
truth, empty-headed) pick my way across the several
unfenced and hedgeless garden gravesites, blindly seeking
the top level of the southeast high corner of town.
And I stumble into gaping wide stern of deep
upended craft before I know
I've scaled the embankment behind it, rolling confusedly on the floor
planks in an effort to scramble out of capacious hold, fearful
I may send the whole ship tumbling down steep declivity,
myself an unwitting crewman in a free-falling boat
plunging like a toboggan against the sky
(as viewed by some parkbench
loungers far below, say), but the steady
boat hangs tight. It holds firm in its storage rack,
I rolling face first into a golden heliconia flower patch
and the sniffly grunting muzzle of one cross bulldog, who takes
a nip out of my umbrella cloth held at arm's length, so as to shield
my vulnerable belly. And I—
turntail—zip down the garden path chute
swiftest descent back the way I came, and thus elude
those slavery jaws working, scissorslike, up and down amid
fierce bassoon growls... Now I see why no Saban home
owners fear thieves, and frontyard burials
are the likely norm here.
Laurence Lieberman is the author of fourteen collections of poetry, most recently The Divemaster: Swimming with the Immortals (Sheep Meadow Press, 2016), and three books of literary criticism.