Living by the ocean is transformative.
Her mother had said this, ten years ago
Cross-legged in the soil of her garden
Like it was a parked magic carpet.
And now, the wind that rushed over
The Sydney Opera House and ocean
Spun its salt against her face, wild,
Briny, perfect for preservation.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
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