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Sunday, April 22, 2012
Poem 22: On the Beach
On the Beach
The wind teases hollow bones,
gets inside our secrets and disturbs
our waters. We are forever pulled
backwards and forwards by the ebb
and flow of moon tides announcing
our kinship to the fixed stars.
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