Cedar Key after storm.(Poem)

 
Cedar Key after storm 
 
   for Donald Justice, 1925-2004 
 
   The fish shacks turned an oystery glow, 
   the drowned light more intense. 
   Along the blank sky low 
   clouds learned from experience. 
 
   A bridge leapt over the inlet 
   where sawtooth reeds had bedded, 
   like spears in rusting silhouette, 
   as the summer storm receded. 
 
   Carved from gray blocks of wood, 
   Enormous sad pelicans 
   on the concrete balustrade stood 
   stiff as librarians, 
 
   as if they dimly knew 
   the mighty events ...