Chardonnay
- Gravity: Summer Solstice, 1992
Go tell it to the sea,
how he should let go
his moonstruck,
his shameless high tides –
climbing each day, each night
kissing at her cloudless
indifference.
Perhaps he'd answer
that it's all cyclical – hope
driving him up the beach and the brooding
low tides.
Even so, most of his time is chasing
fish into nets, lobbing
bodysurfers towards shore,
and coming to grips with a notion –
there is nothing new under the sun,
and
what goes up must come down.
Crabs have always scuttled among the rocks.
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“Chardonnay originally appeared in The Dead Mule in April, 2003.
