Ocean Meditations
by Jess Focht
We hear seagulls shriek, but I
think they cry out in rejoice to the sea.
We may never know what they’re saying, but
sometimes I know what they mean.
The current is
Expansive, peaceful, dangerous,
and salty.
It carries things
Creatures, ships, trash,
our worries.
We float for fun and come to it
for relief.
Virginia Woolf loved the water
So I’m not surprised she let it take her.
think they cry out in rejoice to the sea.
We may never know what they’re saying, but
sometimes I know what they mean.
The current is
Expansive, peaceful, dangerous,
and salty.
It carries things
Creatures, ships, trash,
our worries.
We float for fun and come to it
for relief.
Virginia Woolf loved the water
So I’m not surprised she let it take her.
Jess Focht is a writer and photographer living in Brooklyn by way of Memphis. She works as a content manager by day and writes poems, short stories, and essays by night. In her free time, she also enjoys reading, cooking, listening to Indie Folk music, taking film photos, and walking her pug Hamlet in Prospect Park.