Ocean

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It has taken me years to befriend the beach,
To believe in the warmth of sand and of light,

For

I felt

As a child,

Only the alien
green
immensity

of the unfriending sea.

Transport

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White towels washed with lavender,

once,

weeks ago.

And today

their clean and blossomy scent

carried me clear across the sea,

while my baby slept.

At the green-dark edge of the sea
you may see the moon hang upside down

and step upon wet stars.