*In honoring the wishes of the writer, we have included a picture of her cat in lieu of a portrait.
Introducing our First Featured Boston Youth Poet:
"Sea Glass" is a throw-back to my childhood trips down to Cape Cod. Some of the first memories I have growing up have been of New Silver Beach in North Falmouth. I have been picking up sea glass there for years. I keep them in jars and display them around my house to remember the good times I've had. This poem was also inspired by the writings of Mary Oliver, who is the first poet I started to love and hope to be like her someday.
High tide comes and washes it all away,
until low tide comes the next morning.
I’ve been collecting since childhood.
Years of sunny day summers down the Cape,
searching for glints of glass
at my childhood beach.
Mostly browns, greens, and cloudy whites.
Sometimes smooth, jagged, and sharp.
One time a whole Coke bottle—
once a refreshing beverage,
now between the rocks of the shoreline.
Now a piece
in my collection.