February 4*

low low tide
beach drained, angled
out clean, down
to edge of sea lettuce and cobble

swept clear to the sky
looking kept and pure

i poke around, jealous
waiting
wanting the same treatment,
the same cleansing tide

*Copyright 2010 by Luther Allen. This poem appears in The View from Lummi Island.

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