There is nothing but architectural
\nconfection along this coast.
\nLike varieties of ice cream.
\nStrawberry walls,
\nvanilla posts,
\nwhite sugar frosting.
\nWho comes and goes from such doorways?
\nRomps in their fountains?
\nThe sea pushes toward them
\nlike leaded glass.
\nOn one side a carosol,
\non the other wind and time.<\/p>\n
What prevails?
\nHow long will this toyland last
\nbefore it crumbles before a hurricane?
\nBefore everything dies
\nin this vast littoral,
\nand the outward reach
\nof the marine universe beyond?
\nA crime has been committed.
\nWe know it,
\nbut no one is presumed guilty.
\nWho would the sea drown first?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
There is nothing but architectural confection along this coast. Like varieties of ice cream. Strawberry walls, vanilla posts, white sugar frosting. Who comes and goes…<\/p>\n