Beach – On the Edge of Life and Death
Late afternoon. Bastendorff Beach. Cape Arago. Few people. Low tide. Golden light. I walk and run and…
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Finding the Ancient Mariner in a Crab Shell
“Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze – On…
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