Duck, NC, 12/17. Please expand with a click.
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always first into the wind
gray-blue gray-green
a solid thing
spume and rain and pelicans
from Duck to Hatteras
a steady wind that drew men here
convinced they too were birds
and you because the sea is vast
the sea is vast and sky and wind
a man can lean on
wind and surf to fill the footprints
of the ghosts who crossed the dunes
and smooth your ragged margins
purged by wind and walking north
to turn at last toward the south
wind and the past at your back
erosion and renewal
forgiveness and ruin
to help you home.