8-29-18 Daily Dig


Daily Dig for August 29

Jane Tyson Clement
Gull, at the water’s edge
mirrored in shining sand,
sleek in the silver wind
blown from the land;
in the clear fall of dark
past the thin pools of tide
with the gray sanderlings
swift at his side.
Outward beyond the eye
reaches the solitude
out to the end of time
where the winds brood.
One with his element,
quiet, unquestioning,
still, when the spill of wave
scurries the sanderling.
Dusk, and the spell of sea,
tide smell and all the vast
air for his wings when he
rises at last.


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