[Ocean which I pushed up]

Ocean which I pushed up
with my fingers so I could touch
the orange sand below

and white mountain
which is not white but for getting
caught in the cold

Stay here where it is warm
and where the sun shines, for later
celestial garlands of dead light
will draw you into the cold for sure

Joshua Beckman, “[Ocean which I pushed up]” from The Inside of an Apple. Copyright © 2013 by Joshua Beckman. Reprinted by permission of Wave Books.
Source: The Inside of an Apple (Wave Books, 2013)
More Poems by Joshua Beckman