Waikīkī Returns
I do not have any memories of Waikīkī ever being like this
not even in my father’s stories was she so utterly alone.
No sunburnt tourists, no convertibles on Kalākaua Ave.
not even a leathery beach boy to survey the shoreline.
Waikiki remembers though
her long curved neck of white sand anchoring
empty hotels offers herself up to lapping little waves
rushing forward then pulling back again and again.
Silver flashes of halalū close to the shoreline
hundreds pulsing instinctively forming an arrow
then bursting into a corona, doubling back with black
eyes and thin fins twisting like the lie
of a skilled lover, dazzling. The old rock wall under
the newly paved walkway jutting out past the reef
so clear I can see the outlines of my brother and I
timing the crash of waves, holding hands as we jump
from the ledge over the white spray
the sucking boom as our bodies
break the surface while unseen watery hands
push us back up. Perhaps those same hands tickling
the belly of that honu, its green-gray shell ascending.
Covid has managed the unimaginable, has returned
Waikīkī to herself. Is it wrong to be so grateful?
I share this early morning quiet with a lone fisherman casting
near the transplanted kukui nut trees which have no business
being there. The thin nylon line invisible against
the slowly brightening sky and I never want anyone to return.
The drumming shoreline, gleam of the gold crucifix against
the fisherman’s chest, salty air on my cheek—
all of it strengthening our way back into the light.
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Written on 2022
Submitted by Drone232 on May 19, 2022
Modified on March 19, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
Characters | 1,712 |
Words | 284 |
Stanzas | 15 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2 |
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