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There is always the shoreline here

Here at the edge of somewhere

Where it’s big enough to forget the disconnect


Before long you catch a glimpse of distant ocean

Across meadows or mountainsides

Or find yourself skirting beaches

Tracking cliff-edged margins through mists and moonbeams


What you don’t find is a bridge or peninsula


This separation is complete


No crumbled adjunct of mainland mountains

Our stoneboat drifts northward past the Salish Sea

On a separate journey from its hulking neighbor


Whenever you come or go from this place

Here at the edge of somewhere

There’s an intermission from immediacy

Transition time

Magic time

When you are carried on wind or wave

To the other side of normalcy


For a moment unsure

Unsure of the polarity of normal

Adrift between two shores



David Trudel   ©  2013



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