evocative of a foreign culture (foreign to me anyway)
love the 'fingernail epitaph' - so cool
Terri )O(
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From: The Pennine Poetry Works [mailto:[log in to unmask]]On
Behalf Of Philip Burton
Sent: 27 October 2002 01:29
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Subject: new submission - Sons of the Surf
Sons of the Surf
Proud as a damson - Finistral Bay
high on lawns and Michaelmas daisy
her links and shales stiff with valerian
and ancient youths, expectant
as new-laid mothers.
Surf is not up - there are tales though
ebbing, dreams for the tongue
honed and waxed and sun-turned
versions of office block waves
tsunamis of the third, maybe fourth, kind
tunnels through foam
tunnels through time
tunnels home.
The tellerman dips his voice
paddling the tale of the cool death
of one who downed in undercurrent
and, no surface attainable,
had scratched on his Malabu
the fingernail epitaph
sonofabitch
Skylarks pounder the cliffwalk air
while unbuttoned boys dig like zips
in the firm flesh of wet sand, and squeal.
Then to the camper vans, dim lights
damp sleeping bags
fruit, fruit salad.
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