The S S Edmund Fitzgerald

“Superior, they said, never gives up her dead
When the gales of November come early” – Gordon Lightfoot, Canadian Balladeer,
from The Wreck of The Edmund Fitzgerald

A song by Gordon Lightfoot I would hear
in 1976, my newborn daughter’s year.

S S Edmund Fitgerald was the ship,
and Lightfoot’s song described its final trip.

I thought that Lightfoot had made up the tale,
like Melville did about a great white whale!

Not having heard the news of it before,
I’d taken the song’s lyrics as semi-ancient lore!

Since having learned the truth, to my surprise,
one year before was that poor ship’s demise!

The ship was wrecked in 1975,
and not one man on board was able to survive.

The night it wrecked came gale-force wind and snow.
The ship in half did break and deep down she did go.

Twenty-nine doomed men – death they could not cheat.
Into the lake they sank five-hundred feet.

In Lake Superior, tenth of November
occurred this wreck the song makes us remember.

Next to the Titanic, this shipwreck I
am most familiar with . . . and why?

Because of  Gordon Lightfoot’s famous song!
“The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald” shall live long.

I cannot match that brilliant balladeer,
so the ship’s tale (as he sings it) you really have to hear!!

Nov. 7, 2021
For Robert James Liguori's  A Noteworthy Ship Poetry Contest
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Liguori Avatar
November 12, 2021 at 11:31 AM
Thank you for bringing us the story of the S.S. Edmund Fitzgerald and Lightfoot's musical storytelling. So many things to learn in this life.
Buhagiar Avatar
November 8, 2021 at 2:06 AM
You described that tragedy very well. Best for a win. Hugs.
Bayles Avatar
November 7, 2021 at 8:53 PM
Andrea, excellent poem! I remember the sinking well. I saw the news coverage when I was in college and doing volunteer work. And I was haunted by images of ships searching for survivors. The sinking of The Edmund Fitzgerald and of The Titanic are legendary. Mike
Roper Avatar
November 7, 2021 at 7:08 PM
Andrea, marvelous write.
Brown Avatar
November 7, 2021 at 6:59 PM
Hi Andrea, I remember when the ship went down. It was a tragedy. I have a copy of that 45. I bought it to keep as a memory. I enjoyed your poem. Good Luck! in the contest. Blessings ~ Debbie
Skelly Avatar
November 7, 2021 at 4:13 PM
A clever piece for the poetry contest Andrea. Not an easy prompt. Well done...Delice
Rodrigues Avatar
November 7, 2021 at 1:40 PM
I remember the song. Great to bring out the history of this one.
Achara Avatar
November 7, 2021 at 12:21 PM
Yes. I like your thoughts on Lightfoot's song and on the Fitzgerald. I first heard the song in 1974, and it's been a part of my life since then. My favorite lyric from the song is "Does anyone know where the love of God goes when the waves turn the minutes to hours?" Hearing that always gives me chills! Have a blessed day.
Dietrich Avatar
November 7, 2021 at 3:02 PM
I always believed , like you, that I had heard it BEFORE 76, in my high school years. But according to the web, the song is from '76!!
Leffanta Avatar
November 7, 2021 at 10:26 AM
November certainly adds a chill to your words! Aloha1
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