Springtime Sea Bathing by Troy Urquhart
Greying Ghost Press #24
There is something reassuringly kinetic about Troy Urquhart's choice of words. The page is
the rollercoaster track and the words bob and down in a weave of tempered lust and aching
silence. Head's above water then so far down below the tourists on the boardwalk can't be
bothered to take notice. Spring is nearly here. Springtime is finally here in
all its tranquil, exhilarating glory!
excerpt:
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SEA AND SKY AND SAND
They drive north along the highway, ocean to their right, a flat expanse to their left.
The sun is higher now, he can feel himself squinting against its light.
She is sitting slightly askew beside him, one leg tucked underneath.
His right hand working the gears.
She leans almost imperceptibly toward him, a movement he can feel more than see.
He moves the stick into fifth, sits back a little against the cold of the vinyl seat.
He takes a short breath, reaches out the fingers.
His right hand touching her knee.
Her head on his shoulder, her wet hair cold against his neck.
He watches the white lines that border the road.
One on each side, separate.
He looks ahead, imagines seeing beyond the slow left curve of the highway.
Imagines seeing the point at which they vanish to perspective.
The point at which they meet.
Where sea and sky and sand come together.
end paper. Printed in an edition of 75. Click here for more images.
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