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Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Dreaming about surfing
I am where there is no air and seaweed is my hair
feet over head and head over feet repeat
and then I see ahead of me the light of day
I rise from the froth of the salty stew breathless and new
This is such a lovely piece that connects to my kinesthetics and my proprioception too, if that is a possible and reasonable thing. Thank you for thinking it up.
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I need an ale in a pub bythe Irish sea...maybe several. Thanks Meg!
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