The Cape

by Joanna Gilman Hyde

Last night Eye had a Coors Edge

at an outdoor cafe

in Shelburne

where Eye sat for hours

to take in the sights

of traffic and people —

Today Eye went out

to The Cape —

the three-mile long

spit of stone and sand, white sand

and green dunes

upon which is anchored

the one hundred foot high Cape Light

which shines

into my bedroom window —

out there upon its tree-less wilderness

Eye saw an orange butterfly

heading somewhere

and found a beverage can

faded to its aluminum sheen

and saw a one-legged man

sun bathing with an artificial leg

propped up against his beach chair.