Gaza, summer 2014
Among the detritus flecked with sand:
opaquely polished pop bottles, wood
from worlds away, tangled plastic
fishing line, damp beach towels,
beer bottles, wet fast-food boxes,
jelly fish lying flat as if defenestrated,
all coyly draped in sea-weed strands
like bathing beauties in the sun,
unmediated beneath an infinite blue sky
streaked in fading traces of smoke.
(August 5, 2104)
