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Waiting for moonrise

Walk the shingle for beach glass

etched to pale turquoise, watery mauve

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by the actions of time and wave.

Last night the moon was full,

two knuckles over the island

when you found her at Julian Bay.

A bluebird feather washes

out of the surf. The clouds yield

pink pearlescence to a seagull gray.

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Scan the horizon, catch her

coming over the mainland -

lake-rinsed memory

of orange hawkweed -

through a scrim of isinglass haze.

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