[Rhodes22-list] New Member (with extras)

[Caesar Paul]

Welcome Joe,

Some men wax eloquent when they see beauty.  Eg.  Adam when he saw Eve; Joe when he saw the Rhodes 22.

"no boat heels but one:
The Wasp tacks away-
main already tight- on a new heading."

Very good.

Caesar




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From: Joe Camp <jjcampjr at yahoo.com>
To: rhodes22-list at rhodes22.org
Sent: Wed, April 7, 2010 4:59:39 AM
Subject: [Rhodes22-list] New Member (with extras)


Rhodes Community:
 
     I am in the process of having Stan recycle a boat for me.  In the process of our communications, he suggested that I introduce myself to you all and include a copy of a poem I wrote for him (yeah...a poem).
 
     Currently, I am a cop near Philadelphia, retiring in July. My wife and I will move to the Greensboro NC area, where I will be teaching English at several area colleges. I'll be putting the boat in on John Kerr Lake, north of Greensboro at the end of July / beginning of August.  In the process of investigating the Rhodes 22 and communicating with Stan, I became (theoretically) acquainted with the boat's qualities.  Being a writer (in addition to the cop and professor gigs) I felt a compulsion to do something that addressed the more esoteric elements the Rhodes offered to its owners.
 
     I sent the poem to Stan, and he suggested that I post it here in order to get your collective feedback.  Since, as he said, this is your "baby," you may have some comments (or even suggestions) about the piece.  And, as I will be making additions and adjustments to the boat, as my will and needs dictate, I would appreciate your informed opinions on these technical matters as well, when these times arrive.
 
     So, here is the poem (below).  I look forward to comments of any color, and to a long (semi) retired span of years sailing this boat, getting to know its many benefits and establishing myself as one of this group's dedicated members.  Thanks.
 
Joe Camp
 
     Wasp 
(for Stan Spitzer) 
                                                JJ Camp 
Flying—almost 
silent approach never 
expected; overtaken 
skipper’s awe 
obvious in the wake. 
Elegant sloop quietly 
glides past  
to starboard. 
Effortless 
essay: full genoa 
never luffs, despite elusive 
wind’s teasing kiss. 
Sturdy twenty-two 
sails a reach, water 
rides—rises at her 
bow cuts like a knife. 
Errant tell-tail nearly still 
day, windless noon 
paints every spar 
straight at the sun; no 
boat heels—but one: 
  
The Wasp tacks 
away—main 
already tight— 
on a new heading.                                                February, 2010 
 


      
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