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III – Home Beach
The author was a gay and fashionably-dressed gallant, something over thirty, and apparently one of that class of geniuses who can never do anything till they are goaded to exertion at the last moment.– Charles Manby Smith, A Working Man’s Way in the World (1853)
Kelp
scratches my skin
with your hands
birds flirt
through the Christmas
trees
Mt Ruapehu’s
hallucinatory green
you wrote
against snow
I hope
she’ll be right
she’ll
you’ll be great
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