We Shall Gather at the Seashore

We Shall Gather at the Seashore

At first he seemed a divine
blessing the low tide
back and forth with a metal detector
braced upon his arm.
With beeps and pops and whistles
it guided him to castaways.
Then bending on one knee
he sieved mostly pennies…quarters
some crosses lost from necklaces.
The pouch around his waist
had three pockets
one for trash to be discarded later…
keys, bottle caps, false teeth
one for coins…
sandy and salt eroded
one for rare finds…
such as engagement rings
and a medallion on a thick gold chain.
Solitary upon that shore
he took the collection
of a careless congregation.

Bonnie Marshall

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