Mairangi Bay Beach (2012)
I ♥ NZ
… love is not love
which alters when it alteration finds:
beach-shelf eroded, Richard III gulls
in paroxysms of unholy rage.
We walked here barefoot
before the tar, swam here before
the sewerage outlet, sand-fought
by that wall.
Today I’m pelted by the wind,
“The Caribbean, boys, in full roar!”
are dumb enough to try it.
Brown sturdy girls
wade bare-legged through the surf.
[evasion 1 [Flint 2] (2000): 15]
Carl Barks: The Flying Dutchman. Uncle Scrooge #25 (1959)