What’s this I see upon the shore?
A pile of books by Roger Moore.
What funny things the tide brings in:
to leave them there would be a sin.
All About Angels, Stepping Stones,
grinding down like old fish bones.
Broken Ghosts and Dewi Sant:
That’s enough to make me rant.
One Small Corner, Nobody’s Child:
I must choose between riled and wild?
But they are ordered carefully
with titles set so we can see.
Books at low tide by the sea?
Someone’s trying to tease me.
Fundy Lines and Sun and Moon:
the Fundy tide will rush in soon.
The Oaxacan Trilogy, the Obsidians too,
what on earth can an author do
when all those books are floating free
like a Granite Ship on a rising sea?
Comment: with many thanks to my friend Geoff Slater who organized this sea-side exhibition of my books and sent me the photos so I could choose which I liked. The exhibition took place on the beach by his home in Bocabec, incidentally. What fun we have when we are in isolation. There is so much to do and artists like us work hard to keep ourselves amused!