A poem for retired lighthouses

In  by October 13, 2023
Increasingly abandoned as coastlines alter
and heated waves beat harder rhythms.

Anyone’s, for a song
of fighting the tide.

As bridges wash under
as stars blur out of all constellation

my children and their friends draw you:
you, patient light of return
to safe harbours and friendly faces.

I will always find you they write to each other
sketching rocks in outline
filling whole skies with colour. 

Though old cards and charts speak now
of the gulf, and no known shore,

on page after page in their notebooks
light’s spectrum
beams steady to every horizon.

Copyright © 2023 Catherine Rockwood

Feature image credit:

Hanro Bauermeister on Unsplash

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Catherine Rockwood

Catherine Rockwood (she/they) lives in Massachusetts with her family. She reads and edits for Reckoning Magazine, and reviews books for Strange Horizons. Their poetry chapbook, Endeavors to Obtain Perpetual Motion, is available from the Ethel Zine Press. A micro-chapbook, And We Are Far From Shore: Poems for Our Flag Means Death, is forthcoming from Ethel in 2023.

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