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Sea Memories

Sea Memories

Rising whispers of marram grass
across the dunes call counterpoint
to the forlorn tune of the lost sea.

Every swim seems like a chance
to find the way back to weightless warmth,
unthinking poise of umbilical survival.

The reluctance of departure, rain-stricken,
scraping over the shingle. Creatures
evolving in the air

from something safe to something human.