PHOTONIHILISM

Glass is sand in heat,
As beach is carbon
Grown too hot for feet,
Glass blown and bleached
By coaxing sky,
Stone, coal, sand
Machined and leached
By hand and bone to tie
Ravines and land to air,
To join the eye to earth,
Lean with glare
And dearth, and yet
Attached to sun
By the summer in between,
Death attached to birth
By sky’s transparent screen,
Scud and sea
That wave and meet,
Until we see
The land through glass and heat
Fused from silicon,
Each made out of each,
When we take pictures at the beach.