Playa Ostinal, Costa Rica
Poetry
The wide long beach
Dark and misty after the morning rain
In marketing they say leave no stone unturned
There could be a million dollars under the last
I stoop for purple shells
Carmel striated
Bits of bone white coral
The shards of a turtle egg
I turn over an unsuspecting gray rock
underneath reveals a striking white swirl
basalt with veins of granite
smoothed by the constant sea
I look up, a flock of pelicans skim parallel
the shore; as a wave peaks and breaks
they raise just out of reach
one, then another, easy, quick,
Like skateboarders going through a course,
doing the same trick one-two-three.
Corrie Byrne is a poet and artist out of Pennsylvania. She graduated with an M.F.A from Iowa State University's Creative Writing and Environment program, which encouraged writing grounded in cross studies, diverse experiences, and a multifaceted view of the natural world. She likes to write about the nexus between humans and the environment