we listened hard and heard as ocean brokeon quiet beaches and the foamy whitefingers of immense force seemed to delightin what they touched let our tired feet soakin the warm salty pleasure of each strokeof that great hand the day was sharp and brightand the whole universe seemed ours by rightwe laughed and thought we understood the jokeso much of knowledge is how each can feela world of magics at the skin's tight endwithout a sense of energy or strainthis case is settled on the first appealbecause we find that each can best attendto matters that are well set out and plain
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
11 November 2008
reading significance
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