Nazaré
- Quincey Holtkamp
- Aug 12
- 2 min read
Quincey Holtkamp
she waves
sometimes
she shouts down an alley
not to become
that black dot on the beach

The woman of the dried fish
When you close your eyes,
as the warmth of the sand melts into your back
in the distance
dried octopuses and sardines
spread out on wooden racks –
once swaying, now nothing but skin
stretched tight in salt and sun
like silent trophies of the sea
as the wind stirs
she pulls down her seven skirts
one for each day
seven colours paint the sea
seven waves roll along the shore
seven suns merging over and over
with distant horizons
seven mornings
of café com leite
served by men who could have been her sons
amid tourists and brisk words riding heavy bass sounds, life moves steadily on
sea-salted hair coiled into neat, deliberate knots
in her ears, golden danglers glinting in the sun
her companheiras cackling
as if the ocean itself had stepped inside
and lingered for a moment
in the distance
barco negro

The children of the seventh wave
I hover like a gull above the lighthouse
watching a veil of salty mist slowly receding into the clouds above
upon the cliff, the fortress awaits a new portrait on its heroes’ wall
voices from the canyon beneath, hushed —
a whispering choir drifting with the tide
a sétima onda
a sétima onda
it’s the wave on which the ship lets itself be carried home
it’s the wave that lures in surfers from faraway coasts
on this grey November day along the rocky shore,
among immortelles that still bring some colour,
those gathered keep their binoculars near
in their sights, the foam-white shoulder of Praia do Norte,
a jet-ski launches the surfing deer,
hungering, it surges toward the breaking swell
bent on fusing with the ocean’s pulse
as antlers fade beneath the whitewash’s swirl
caught in a ten-minute film noir,
she swallows her breath and prays
Oh,
Nossa Senhora da Nazaré,
protege os nossos filhos do mar

Quincey Holtkamp (1994) is a writer and artist. During her recurring residencies on the Portuguese Silver Coast, she created this poetic triptych that evokes the essence of Nazaré – a coastal village shaped by its fishing heritage, myths and legendary waves. Explore more of her work here.
Photography: Quincey Holtkamp
Author's portrait: Nicki Carolin
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