The Ferry Changes Tack

The ferry changes tack
to let the seaplanes land
tilts gamely from the wake
the wake we left behind

Dragonflies were the first to migrate
flying miles in just a day
discovered by someone younger
studying ambered fossils
and specific DNA

Cruisers berthed in harbours
barges haul the ore
trains railing sulphur,
prairie wheat and coal

Ships robust and laden
steaming to a horn
lonely crewman leans past Jericho
leaving Gastown cobbles behind