Exploring the world, one voice at a time.
Posted on 1 May 2019
by J.S. Graustein
At low tide I walk the sandbar Far out to sea Out to islands Of gulls and cormorants Leaving distant dots of people on shore. Terns dart and swoop Sandpipers race the tide The sea breathes Each wave exhales into the next. Immersed in…
Category: poem, WrittenWordWednesdayTags: consolation, ecolinguistics, ecoliterature, ecopoetry, Eileen Curran-Kondrad, folded word, grief, intersection, land, poem, Poetry, sandbar, sea, tide, WrittenWordWednesday
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