No 1: SEA GLASS

PHOTO BY LUCIA AUERBACH

MIA FOSTER

Archives of lens flare memories 

Cold drink, hot sun 

Bottles left behind 

green glass fragmented 

shards of remembrances

the peculiarity of harsh edges 

affirm a belief in shape 

and permanence

left to the sea 

transformed 

unrecognizable

new 

The certainty of the shard fades 

As the waves thrash 

Understanding through time 

uncertainty  is the shape of living 

Softened by years 

Something so clear  

Becomes hazy and unsure of itself 

Rounding its corners 

Accepting of malleability

Kinder to your hands 

Begging to be held

treasure

transformed beings 

Discovered on walks by collectors 

Revered with quiet appreciation 

I pocket it

My archive of vitality