PoemsToday, wave upon wave, I walk the tideline, Stone, shell, carapace, What was ignored, passed over, discrete, exposed to Closer, come closer, and you That day, I will recall later, by holy memory. What once Wave upon wave, the memories to the ones that I loved. This article originally appeared in The New Criterion, Volume 20 October 2001, on page 33 Copyright © 2012 The New Criterion | www.newcriterion.com http://www.newcriterion.com/articles.cfm/Curio-2115
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