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Lightvessel requires assistance

 

Have you encountered ice?

Close drift ice
Open drift ice
My starboard warp has parted
My port warp has parted
Onset was sudden
I have cut the warps

It is dangerous to stop
It is dangerous to remain in present position
It is dangerous to proceed on present course
I can only assist if you will make all efforts to follow

 

The Trawls are engaged
Can you lead me into port?

You should steer in my wake

 

Ice situation has deteriorated
warning of pressure ridges

Explosion has occurred in tank

 

Your distress signals are understood

I am on fire in the engine room

You should steer more to starboard

I am steering more to starboard

You should steer towards me

I am steering towards you

You should come as near as possible

I am adrift
Navigation has stopped
My position is doubtful

You are seen – assistance will be given as soon as possible

 

All lines from International Code of Signals for visual, sound, and radio communications United States Edition 1969, U.S. Naval Oceanographic Office. Inspired by “In Distress” by David Wagoner, 1980.



M.C. Childs' poetry has won awards from the Science Fiction Poetry Association and appeared in multiple magazines. Professor Childs is the author of award-winning urban design books, including Foresight and Design; The Zeon Files: Art and Design of Historic Route 66 Signs; Urban Composition; and Squares: A Public Space Design Guide.
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