Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Rockaway Beach poem
From the
NY Times
:
A BRIEF VISIT
Warm air flies in on
The flapping wings of gulls
As they scream like fishwives
Crossing Rockaway Beach
Seeming to fight
Over someone’s leftover lunch
Taking time for a rest
Before flying on to
The next meal.
Ellen Fuchs
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