The meeting place of salt and land—or, that which it holds up.
Denotes a half word that carries its predecessors. At the shore, you double
up your membranes, the ones you’ve been carrying inside you
that try to consume you.
Walk backward to see the beacon of light or the channel lit by it.
According to Masefield, this is the spark that exposes Guinevere’s thirst.
Field of product grown for you by you. Milk and blood, no longer produced
as necessities to their host bodies flows here in rivers. You drink.
You see the stems and stalks of plants not grown
for their blood but for their desiccation.
Even the saints’ letters roil in the ocean seeking shore.
St. Thomas removes the p, the u. He burns them for light, warmth.