Floating Vessels / andre bagoo

Are stained white.
Black ink declared
All men to be equal but
Spines, rigged like chains,
Choked other limbs:
Feathered men

These vessels have knowledge
Where the sea ends.

Drains in Port of Spain
Flow where blue blood
Opens worlds.


 was born and lives in Trinidad. A journalist, he writes for Newsday and has published poems and book reviews in journals like the Boston ReviewCaribbean Review of Books and St Petersburg Review. This is a poem from his first book of poems, Trick Vessels, which is published by Shearsman Books (http://www.shearsman.com/pages/books/catalog/2012/bagoo.html).