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Death of a Day

In late afternoon the Med is agitated Shallow chaotic waves fret, Foam in short strokes And go nowhere. Cold wind flings her water At piers and pebbles In lacy tatters Ending in tears. Boats buck and rock Against their mooring. … Continue reading

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