Lighthouse Stories

The broken railing remains at the abandoned lighthouse where the devoted light keeper plunged to his death forty-three years ago. The lighthouse remembers. Its beam comes to life, sweeping across the waves, leading those lost at sea back home. Villagers gather at Ashmoor Point, silently watching. Waiting. Silhouettes rise from the depths, drifting to shore. Past lovers embrace. A mother weeps. A child reaches out her tiny...

The lighthouseThrough the qualm of my sailor’s journey, not one to be found, but rather subjected to the blue presence of an endless horizon. My deck meanders and forks as the high tide sweeps the journeyman into ambiguity. One can find solace in the heart of death, for the sea is mesmerizing and tremendous.A journey beyond scope, beyond end. A sailor must navigate, without a sense of home but rather a sense of hope. The...