A Loon; A Sea (part three)
Or maybe closer to the point
a sailboat tacks in winter gales
avoiding rocky spits of land
with tongue in cheek—and smiling sails.
No one of a sound mind cruises
in a time of ice and bruises.
THE RIVER OF TIME
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