Reflections in Icy Blue

“Floating Seaweed” by Fay Collins Blue all around, as sky bendsto kiss the water–there is this—and us, sleek-bodied and finned-footed, with whiskered face, Itaste air-sea, swept by Arctic winds, tern-carried,mint-crisp, and briny-salted, But–there is here–at world’s end and world’s beginning, turning each to each, endlessas gulls fly across the suna bobbing line, waving in reflection, […]

Reflections in Icy Blue

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