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Beni Ransom

Two Poems

Why I Was so Glad to See Her



she swam
skipped noon-time talks
licked the waves
not a dancer
stalked the plastic buoy-rope

The Seagull

white
wet
snapping waves
crack the perfect sand

see the points
gray
brown
black
and tan
form one seamless
beige


     
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