Saturday, June 9, 2018

Field Study




Race Point Beach: Peanut-bunker Field Study


We well-educated students
repeated: beautiful, beautiful, 
as if one numbing, drumming
word summarized the experience.
  
We witnessed thousands of silver fish
synthesized in slashed waves -
orchestrating baited, beached breaths 
where we ate our sandwiches.

We wagered how many breaths 
they had left, without acknowledging 
our own, wondering how many answers 
go unlocked and the questioning jaws,
the all-consuming study of awe.


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