The imagery in this piece is of the beaches and cliffs at Gay Head on Martha’s Vineyard. Along this stretch of beach, people have for years engaged in the ritual of building and balancing temporary rock sculptures. There is a sense of calm, ritual, and meditation in this of creation meant to be of the moment, left to the devices of wind and water. They sit against the backdrop of the cliffs which, thousands of years old, are now eroding at a very rapid rate, another temporal beauty associated with spiritual practice and ancient stories. The poem is a mesostic about both ritual and gatherings that exist outside of conventional religious settings. Each book is made up of three small accordion folds sewn together. The grouping of 10 of books makes up the piece, a gathering or convocation in itself. Archival Inkjet printed edition of 40.