shot glass
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Jacques Wakefield


...a night walk on the beach

The universe seals the air in
Every empty shell
On the beached up sand

As it matters that one foot at a time
Grips the enduring earth

the night air passes
a boyhood remembrance
Of being called to dinner by my mother

And how I never recognized through
All the visited years whether she was calling
The boy or the man...