unfurled
by urban gusts
swept away
by undercurrents
moistened
by spray moorings
loosened
salted sparkles
in the granite
in the sand
neither tide
nor time
can be told
May 21-24, 2010 Rockport and Gloucester "These things take time," he said, and gazed beyond the sea. I'm never sure what he sees.
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