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	<title>Zócalo Public SquareSteep Ravine &#8211; Zócalo Public Square</title>
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		<title>Steep Ravine</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Mar 2019 07:01:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>by Laton Carter</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[beach]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Friday Poem]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Between sagebrush and the lichened rocks,<br /> a covey of quail employ themselves. Light disperses in the spray, and a seal<br /> ducks under again. Home for them. Swell and curl, the untrained wave<br /> trains under lunar pull. Few things outreach the power of touch. Left out,<br /> supreme in its trouble and possessiveness, a human observes its shadow<br /> lengthening across the surf. In this commotion, does it too have a natural place — and the tide pushes then drags a lumpy shampoo<br /> over a collection of broken teeth.<br />  </p>
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				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Between sagebrush and the lichened rocks,<br />
a covey of quail employ themselves.</p>
<p>Light disperses in the spray, and a seal<br />
ducks under again. Home for them.</p>
<p>Swell and curl, the untrained wave<br />
trains under lunar pull. Few things</p>
<p>outreach the power of touch.</p>
<p><span style="display: inline-block; width: 58px"></span>Left out,<br />
supreme in its trouble and possessiveness,</p>
<p>a human observes its shadow<br />
lengthening across the surf. In this commotion, does it</p>
<p>too have a natural place — and the tide</p>
<p>pushes then drags a lumpy shampoo<br />
over a collection of broken teeth.<br />
 </p>
<p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="https://legacy.zocalopublicsquare.org/2019/03/29/steep-ravine/chronicles/poetry/">Steep Ravine</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="https://legacy.zocalopublicsquare.org">Zócalo Public Square</a>.</p>
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