The silence between heartbeats

South to Duck Island and The Rock beyond — Gotts Island, Maine — photo by Jordan Chalfont used with permission

So cold there’s frost like flowers blooming on every nail in the bait shed,
one bare bulb at the head of the wharf,
small as a star by the time we pass under the lighthouse on Bass Harbor Head running south, no sign of dawn
only Duck Island Light ahead,
further still the flash of the light out on The Rock,
behind us, barely sweeping our wake, the red light home,
our small constellation.