It’s just an old quart Mason Jar
two-thirds filled with sand
sitting in the corner, small shelf
just above my desk
as nondescript as artifacts go
prominent display
typical jar, ordinary sand, hand
scooped by me –
my hand, from shallow bottom
Horseshoe Lake
grandparents home, my summer
oasis – though
over twenty years had passed
current owner
allowed beach access, I had a bag
and an impulse
My stop spontaneous, my actions
deliberate
In glancing at that jar so much comes
back to me
lapping waves on the beach, walking
barefoot on same
summer days have lasted a lifetime
amazing what sand
thousands of granular bits of rock
most common
element on earth, most uncommon
touchstones
Mine alone.
– Mark L. Lucker
© 2023
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I love this. So impactful!
Thanks, Caitlin! I really like this one. Especially now that it has simmered a day or so!
‘Summer days have lasted a lifetime’; and
most common/element on earth, most uncommon/
touchstones’ The universal in the personal! I love this for your obvious love of the beach; and also b/c I wrote about a beach stone for this prompt, so it felt especially resonant. Thank you.
Glad that this one resonated on a different level. Thanks for the kind words.