Boquerón from Encanto by Paris Street

Looking out at the water, calm and clear
Seems it’d be effortless to walk from this short pier
Out to the sailboat that is gently passing by
In this gentle afternoon, this gently wistful time

I’ve no idea whether it’s high season or low
If tourists make their way here I do not know
A fruit juice seller is calling it a day
Otherwise I’m the only one here at this bay


There is proof that I have been here before
Stashed away in some closet or some drawer
Two photographs in fading Kodachrome
Two moments captured over forty years ago

A family on the beach – a husband, wife, and child
Another in the womb, to be born in a short while
Then once again after the three turned into four
Returning to the same spot, smiling by the shore


I guess that I should feel some sort of reverence
Should linger here and maybe stay for the sunset
But it’s not my memory – to call it so would be a reach
In the end, for me, it is just another beach

So I take a picture so I can send it to my mom
Take it all in one more time before heading on
The sailboat’s out of view and the juice stand is closed
I leave the beach, the bay, the calm, gentle tableau

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