The ocean can be so trite.
How can one escape wanting and failing to describe and so capture the feinting
one-two
punch of childhood?
I enjoy cranking up the heat in winter.
I like arrays, silhouettes.
A lovely day does not leave me distressed, depressed.
The nice watercolor teacher told me: less, less.
Stop with a curved path, the gesture of a bird.
by Stephanie Washburn
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