swimming
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Swimming Sonnet/a nautical metrical exercise
The pool is long and blue and cool. I dive into the soothing depth, the wet. I cut the water, arms a knife, a curving slice, a turn, another lap, a breath, a pull and earth below is not allowed to hold my body down and I am flying free of ground, my cells expand,… Continue reading

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