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John Daleiden,
US
Battle
Sea
shore
lines curving
in gentle wide arcs—
brushed with the sweep of hungry waves
day and night, rising and falling on the great moon tides—
each wave imbued with ferocious, tenacious power
tearing sand and rock with the might
of young Hercules,
carving sand
from shores,
rocks,
hills,
plains—
land
transformed,
crushed, dissolved
and washed out to sea.
Look out from this promontory—
See the curves and bends of the land…
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