The Sea Chews Things Up
When I woke, the waves had gone black,
turning over the macerated
curd of the ocean bottom, heaving its sludge
onto the beach. Some storm far out, I thought,
had ravaged the sea, stirred up its bed,
sent the whole mess flying to shore.
At my feet I found a grave of starfish,
broken and gnarled among the fleshy
snipes and heads. Every shade of death
covered the sand. It looked hopeless
in the pale day but for the birds,
a congress of gulls, terns, and the rarest plovers,
calm for once, satiated, a measure of
the one law: this sea will claim it all—
feed them, catch them, grind their complicated bones.
Oh, I’ve seen that movie several times. It does look like that.
it looks very small!! almost a toy boat, is it??
Very cool B&W!
Cool B&W, like the blown out areas that adds some exitment to the picture.
The interesting photograph… Hmmm…
so small… It looks like a toy !