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The Extent Of The Tide
And so I walked the full extent of the tide,
To where once-fronds of bladder wrack lie,
Fallen branches where air balloons find their specific gravity awry,
A rippling sandscape sculpt by rolling water,
Carpeted with greening algal strands plumose in the quiescent remaining pools,
Seagulls at the edge,
Scouring newly exposed beach,
Beneath the dark-faced island.
Saturday 21st January 2017 6:14 pm
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