TidewaterA Poem by Abigail BergeronInhaling deeply pungent briny rolling air swirling from the foam Bathing the great sky across the sanctuary a bittersweet train whistle Squishing earthen sponge feet sunk stuck in soggy bog shoe-sized seas emerge Before a setting sun, myriad tiny geysers expose hidden clams © 2015 Abigail BergeronReviews
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