Could everyone write one simple essay about something that once happened in Saltaire…that they saw or were a part of…and put it on one big website? Somebody should collect a lot of stories before we all forget. Otherwise it is like a line in “On The Beach” : The history of the war that now would never be written.” -(JO'H)

Saturday, December 22, 2012

Flotsam and Jetsam

What kind of dancing ghosts
did you see looking at the fire in the fireplace
when you were a kid?

Burning driftwood – from being soaked in salt water
Made flames a chorus line of ghosts with just a hint of blue.
But this was only discarded lumber--
Jetsam  from ships approaching New York Harbor
Wood skids. Garbage.
Nothing really natural about that.
Forget about the brine--
Maybe the blue flame was from discarded oil soaked into  the planks.

Older: Did you ever see a fire on the beach at night?
“Dune Thirteen” we used to call it.
At night in August sitting by the beach fire –
Holding a can of soda – or your first beer
Staring at that fire you could be warm on the front and freeze on the backside

But by then you were looking at the ghosts dancing
Or maybe at a new visitor to the beach on the other side of the fire
Flotsam from a  teenager's imagination.

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