Strumpet's Last Dick

Sir Holden Strumpet

Sir Holden Strumpet, Green Hills' poet laureate, has devoured and digested Herman Melville's Moby Dick and then, from his very core, disgorged a trilogy of poems as an homage to the book.

In an extraordinary exclusive The Hornstown Herald proudly presents the third part of, what is already being called, The Holden Dick trilogy.

East of King's mill Island

And west of Fanning Isle,

A ghostly call resounds

Within a moonless mile.

There's those that think it's Ahab

Still lassoed to the whale,

Or Tashtego hammering

The seahawk like a nail.

I have sailed these waters

And heard the yard arms weep,

Captain Gardiner calls not

For the soul he seeks.

The cry is not the lost crew

Of the Pequod wrestling hell,

Or the Rachel's orphans

Shouting for help still.

What I heard was Moby's

Sage warning to his sons,

Never trust a human

The drama's never done.