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Tidal Pools
There are evenings when we are a single wave,
Rising and falling as one
Before we wash across the beach
To lie listening to the seabirds
While the Pleiades and the Hunter rise.
Rising and falling as one
Before we wash across the beach
To lie listening to the seabirds
While the Pleiades and the Hunter rise.
When we are caught up
In our separate pools,
Unable to touch
But knowing that the other is there,
The waves come crashing over me
And pull the sand from beneath my feet
To draw me back to the sea
In our separate pools,
Unable to touch
But knowing that the other is there,
The waves come crashing over me
And pull the sand from beneath my feet
To draw me back to the sea
June 30, 1998
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