Dunes

An old weathered section of snow fencing

half buried in the lee of the dune

gray skin gnarled by wind and water

saw grass and beach plum bloom

intertwined with the rusted wire

holding the slats of the fence

flip flops and sandals

lined up along the path

leading to the Atlantic

warm white sand drifted

mirroring the swells and troughs

undulating offshore

under la luna’s spell

2/25/06 18:00

Dunes

Martha’s Vineyard, ca 1995

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