by Howie Faerstein
on pebbled shore
pecking sand fleas.
Bayonet rushes bent in shallows.
Beyond this beach,
streaming in seaweed,
Eastern Egg Rock
in the warming Atlantic.
Overrun by butterfish too big
for starving puffin young,
herring school north.
Volunteers cull gull colonies.
After Hiroshima, life became much easier.
People said they doubt God but God doubted first.
It’s much simpler since Birkenau.
Five year olds now are medicated.
no one has discovered how to plunder darkness from night
and the startling call of geese in the midst of day breaks the sky
into jagged fragments of blue every time.