Tuesday, February 15, 2005

Reductionist the shore

This is just sea.

This is no cloth of liquid snow
wiping the shingle shore

Nothing but blocks of water
going the way they always go
in roaring winds.

Even so

when rebounds meet the next incomer
and crest at twice their heights

there is a certain need
to dance and sing.

(c) Richard Lawson

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