The Sand Castle
--for Chris
Fore and aft cannons: good idea. Defense
against the sea (then, you said, "the enemy")--
unpredictable, yes, but at least you see it coming.
With colour and a grin and a look like the look of a man
who's been there, you move earth as though you knew it.
Of course there is going to be a pool. A white spindle shell
too shy to mimic oceans, beer bottle forests. Planted
into your drawbridge one leaf of grass: not a thing
built for lifting, it's thin frame holds and with the tide remains
a buoyant, wholly remarkable life.
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