like the shell doll
my grandmother bought me
I must be
a child of the ocean,
its ebb and flow, ebb and flow
janet lynn davis
nisqually delta review (ed. choice), 2007
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awesome.
Posted by: eric | September 22, 2007 at 08:20 PM
very nice
Posted by: Andrew | September 23, 2007 at 01:11 AM
That repetition in the last line is very effective.
Posted by: Bill | September 23, 2007 at 01:55 PM
many thanks for the comments, eric, andrew, bill.
Posted by: janet lynn davis | September 23, 2007 at 08:31 PM
growing up near the Pacific -- I enjoyed the "sound" of this one. Could actually hear the lapping of the water against the shore. Proud to be a child of the ocean, albeit a foe of the sun.
Posted by: shane | September 24, 2007 at 10:27 PM