You are at the beach. You write a poem.
What’s it about?
If you are at Cherry Beach, you are alone with animal tracks, dune grass and trees.
If you are at New Buffalo Beach, the tracks, grass and trees have been managed.
And you are not alone. There is something to be said for that. Sharing space makes us better members of the community. Parks matter.
At Cherry Beach, thoughts turn inward, to your place in the world, maybe eternity.
At New Buffalo beach thoughts go every which way — life in its glorious complexity.
We need complexity. It makes our brain better. It makes poems fun.
We also need eternity. It makes poems important.