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(from the Point Reyes National Seashore webcam)
Conflict
The sea is forever quivering;
The shore is forever still.
And the boy who is born in a seacoast town
Is born with a dual will:
The sand and the rocks and the beeches
Inveigle him to stay,
While every wave that breaches
Is a nudge to be up and away.
--Wilbert Snow
(poem quoted in a comment by Richard Marsh of Dublin, Eire, at Painter’s Keys on August 14, 2007)
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