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SANDY BEACH AT CRANE CREEK, by                    
First Line: There are no cranes in these marshes, there never were
Subject(s): Seashore; Beach; Coast; Shore


There are no cranes in these marshes, there never were,
just grebes and coots and trumpeter swans with long,
thin and tapered necks, rising up to the song
of anxious waves. The stinging shallow water
unchanged since the ice age. There are no cranes,
just short-eared owls trolling the open meadow
and cabin cruisers and jet skis bobbing below
the scorching sun. The name deceived, so now we can

betray each other guiltlessly. There are
no cranes in these wetlands, and thus, no rules,
all misnamed. Into the crushed-shell sand
our children dig, and wade out much too far.
One of us embodies desire, and thus steals
the day -- the rest, by the unmanned lifeguard stand.

Copyright © Leonard Kress.






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