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Tuesday, March 30

Seagull as Number

on the coldest day a big blow
a january of frozen despair
tossing ice and slush 
what else
not much
except a seagull incredible
rising and falling riding the waves
a cosine lines the coast
and retreats broken in sines


 
 


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