Cottonmouth Country

Fish bones walked the waves off Hatteras.
And there were other signs
That Death wooed us, by water, wooed us
By land: among the pines
An uncurled cottonmouth that rolled on moss
Reared in the polluted air.
Birth, not death, is the hard loss.
I know. I also left a skin there.

As I was reading this poem I looked up what Hatteras was and it was said to be a Island in North Carolina and is the country's most visited parks. This poem has feeling that many people have about a place they love. As said in line 7 "Birth, not, death, is the hard loss." To me this is saying that death brings change but so does birth and when they die they are the hard ones to lose. Line 8 states that "I also left a skin there" and as i read this I found that maybe he lived there and had made many great memories but as the time came he had to leave. Which brings me to the start of the poem because as the fish bones walked the waves of Hatteras it is referring to people like himself because the best parts of him where always there and he left his skin to fill or cover the bones walking the waves so there will always be a part of him where he loved to be.