Black Sand Beach, by Karen Schubert

Black Sand Beach, by Karen Schubert


The kelp waves its arms like / a hostage. I bend to look / at something moving.


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Wildlife, refuse, people and their quirks, the restless tides. This single poem spanning the pages of Karen Schubert’s homage to the Headlands flows as intimately and surprisingly as a journal, each entry penned with Schubert’s usual penetrating, ever generous eye.

From above, the sea is a silent
sweep of jewel tones, emerald, jade,
turquoise. From there, it’s the air
that roars, hawks and ravens
siren by. A gull wheels a threat
to a fishing boat crying, Mine, Mine.