Bluefish, black drum, speckled trout, mullet,
dragged from the surf in a menthol wind,
men in the sun all day
beyond the news,
an entire continent
convulsing at their backs.
Rural in Nature, Transcendental in Temperament
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- Following Ancient Thought
- Clarity
- Surveillant Frost
- And Slowly
- Warp
- Footing
- Shipwreck
- The Near Future
- Portal
- A Little Weather
- Beyond the News
- Death is the Mother of Beauty
- Span
- Down
- Nocturne
- Jump
- Direction
- Union Made
- Spell
- When Company Departs
- Heaven
- Advice for the Self-Absorbed
- Dream
- Common Dignity in Easy Rain
- The Things We Say
- We're All Trying to Focus
- No Happiness Without Hope
- Sad
- Inclination
- We Timid Gather 'Round
- Disoriental Pleasures
- Two hours
- Head in the Sky at Dusk
- Tangled Ivy
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