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Remembering Nauset Beach

Sea birds. The words soothe. Where sand the color of morning curves to the sea, terns leave their tracings, plovers next in dune grass, gulls convene. In an unpeopled place the shore's grace is serene. Space is composed, balancing sky and water, movement, form and light. Above, the choreography of flight. Sea birds . . . How, to my winter heart, these words sing!

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