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A coastline, a transitional place
bears evidence of others dwelling:

a house pit in the shape of a nest,
another like a knife, a noose
not lost not in time. Ours

a useful relationship though not a tight one,
for between us we knew there was something to lose.

Fragrant in June heat & a field of confusion
nothing like metaphor: moss campion,
minute orchids, sweet

sweet vetch.

Joan Naviyuk Kane

Milk Black Carbon
University of Pittsburgh Press

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