This book is dedicated to all the lovely people of the Maritimes and Atlantic Provinces, be you home or away.
John Masefield “S
e e r” a Fve
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by; And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song
and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.
Lanston Hughes “T
h e” How still,
e Sa
How strangely still The water is today, It is not good For water