mom poem

all day to watch the blue wave curl and break
last midnight
not from the whole wide world
white foam flower, red flame flower
have we no shame?
with her hair flaying wildly
but i cannot read you now
from floor to ceiling
listen to the sounding sea
my mother taught me that every night
look out upon the stars, my love
melancholy days have come
all within and all without me
i burn no incense