Salty fish in crusted brine
dark brown bread with sour wine
cod and herring pickled long
sauerkraut fermented strong
Gherkin barrels bursting kegs
wooden stools on triple legs
iron stoves alive with coals
old men drawling tales with holes
Who remembers rocky coasts
rafts and sails and handmade floats
at day's end haul in the mast
nothing tastes like those times past.
Liilia Talts Morrison
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/old-salt/
