Here is a man who's stretched out in a dory
the sea is calm
he’s lying on his back
he would be looking up at the pale sky
except his eyes are closed
though whether in sleep
or death is hard to say
either way he's quite at peace
his face suggests a Dane or Swede
and so perhaps
an echo of the old ship burials
though here there are no flames
only a dory rising and falling
rocking softly on the gentle swells
a dream of death
so peaceful so serene
as to be comforting