Requiem in Sea Oh, to call the conch my home . . . Stormy-smoothed tunnels of Kaleidoscope walls spiraling into Pearl-shimmered dyes, Ever-changing with the light Of the sun, of the moon, Of the tide, and the gloaming, And surging, and sighing, Of the sea . . . Of that space That calls to me Beyond the Polished Pier, Beyond the now, and here. Echo of ocean breath, Silhouette of Light, Indescribable description Passing, mortal fathoming. Passion, ebbing into solace,... Read more