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Sunday, May 12

tight lines

tight lines
wont carry me way

slight binds
slacken and sway

keep the nose off the stern the stem to the hem
and the fender will slip a little now and then

high water

wind keeps whipping
water keeps wallowing the weeds
and grass, cat tails stuffed back in the bay
grey green channel with white caps keeps happening

frantic as the osprey and silent as the opera