LET THERE BE LIGHT 1
They wash up on the beach here at Marrowstone
I pick them up, intercepting them
on a journey it seems, to Pihemanu.
They stare at me all winter
Now that spring is here
I saw them as faces
as little lights in the sea.
Last summer out on Pihemanu
I picked them up too,
sometimes plucking them free from a tangle
squid beaks and flying fish eggs, bottle caps and
lighters.
Beach Found Objects. Marrowstone Point. 2010.
Ron Hirschi
Thanks to Matt Hall,
Skookum Recycling for Inspiration