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poetry My California

For the poet Beau Beausoleil, the war in Gaza drags on, no end in sight and distance offers no clear refuge.

My California



By Beau Beausoleil



The highway signs

try to comfort us



they name

our distance 

from the killing that

sweeps over and

under Gaza



We cannot shoulder

the lethal hailstorm

of hardened thought

 

More than once

we feel for the keys

in our pocket

and study the buried

sky between us



There is a coast road

in Gaza

that is part of every

changing shoreline

of tidal grief


 

The fog this morning

in my part of San Francisco 

hides us from one another

and we feel by turns

lost/invisible/in hiding

and finally alone


 

Beau Beausoleil is a poet and activist based in San Francisco, California. His three most recent poetry collections are: The Killing Of George Floyd (Intermittent Press 2023), Poems For Ukraine (Barley Books (UK) 2023) and War News - A free poetry e-book concerning the war in Gaza, which has been published by Agitate! Journal. A translation of War News into Croatian is soon to appear online.

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