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Anne Valley-Fox

Penelope Dreams the Seashore The man I loved and bestowed on the sea strides from the water. Bronzed and blindered, bristling sun he ploughs a lane across the sand towards something that wants him. Standing apart on barnacled rock, I don’t even look, knowing her flesh beats with wild birds. Untold bitterness pools in my mouth: this I spit in a hard arc to the sea.

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Issue #28, August, 2002 :
Santa Fe Poetry Broadside.