Pulse: A Memorial in Driftwood, Cannon Beach, OR by Caridad Moro-Gronlier

I have crossed a continent

to cast forty-nine names into the sea,

cuarenta y nueve nombres mangled

by anchors—Flores, Paniagua, Sanfeliz—

on a beach strewn with bones

of giants: Redwood, Sequoia, Sitka Spruce.

Behemoths that would not stay buried.

 

Before the ruined beauty of this necropolis,

saplings cleaved to elders, grew

stronger in each other’s arms

as they danced in darkened groves,

lit by the strobe of sunlight, dappled

limbs akimbo, unprepared for annihilation,

unprepared for the spilled sap, the glint

of the axe, the buzz saw, the prayers

planted at the root of their destruction.

 

I step over titans battered down

to driftwood, stripped of tannin and pulp,

bark bleached white as sheets and offer

forty-nine names to the sea,

cuarenta y nueve nombres.

 

Here I can believe the ocean

returns what she is given.

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Caridad Moro-Gronlier is the author of Visionware (Finishing Line Press). She is the recipient of an Elizabeth George Foundation Grant and a Florida Individual Artist Fellowship in poetry. Her work has appeared in The Tishman Review, The Cossack Review, The Notre Dame Review, The Antioch Review, The South Florida Poetry Journal, and others. She is an English instructor for MDCPS, an English professor for Miami Dade College and the Editor of The Orange Island Review.