Lengthy Poem Contest
of
2025
TREE OF SAWS
a poem cycle
by Lee Patton
ABALONE LIMIT
We stroll just inland from Glass Beach
through the portal-like passage
where the logging road bridge
was dismantled–just the sky overhead
now, not log-laden, honking trucks.
Our next-door neighbor honks at us.
He shows off abalone shells arrayed
across his wetsuit, splayed on his pickup’s
seat like a flattened passenger.
“Got my limit. I’ll take these home
and give a couple to your folks.”
As he sputters away, my head’s as full
of hungry memory as our back porch sink
when my brother came home shivering
from diving near the old dump’s
cove. Loaded with his limit,
he’d dunk the squirming mollusks
into the basin, their single-muscle
selves stuck to the smooth porcelain
as if still clinging to their tidal life,
clueless that our back sink was only
a holding tank, a prelude to slaughter,
that my father was about to flatten
their flesh with a tenderizing hammer.
Tree of Saws will continue
it’s publication run through May 1st.
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