Love at the Coast
though i cannot find you
it would be easy imagining
this cool enclave of cliff
where the sea comes in at a rush
hissing under dark cliffs
green to a darker green
easy to see you among this hypnotic
lapping of water
where light curves
as long bladed oars
dipped in the hazy atlantic
beware of memory
as summer wanders to the sea’s edge
shadows
memories
limpid as sparkling stalks
drawn through water and light
remember
this summer wind of memory
lost in the image and rush
of a far whiter sea
and this beach at dawn
in this kind examining light
we should lead our lives
lead our lives