Chesapeake Bay
Beautiful day.
I stand on high ground overlooking  the beach

Afternoon.         Early November.  
  
Weather Report: crisp and clear temperature 50 degrees fahrenheit 
                                     wind 10 to 12 miles per hour relative humidity 54 per cent 

Latitude        Longitude

High tide
                                  
low tide          sun rise

                  sun set                   high  time

                                            low time

           My time is your time                                
           And your time is my time...
                       Et cetera, ho hum

Croon to the tune--  
If you remember how it went
                            you're older than    
                                                 I'm

A boy and a girl stand at the water's edge.
They kiss. And sails scud behind them in a smart breeze of, let's see--

   To get knots from miles per hour multiply by five two eight oh and 
      divide by six oh seven six.

Her shirt is red and her hair is long and blond and blown in the wind
Nostalgia roils the voyeur's mind
and he remembers the girls whose hair smelled like sunshine 
and skin 
smelled like peaches--  Heaven 

   Multiplying and dividing as above
   equals zero point eight seven

Discovery of youthy love. 

                               Israel Lewis 

Published in Aurorean, Fall 2001


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