The Art of Tetman Callis

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August 21st, 2013 · No Comments

The north wind is a hand
it pushes at the Great Lakes freighter
moving along the horizon

The freighter pushes back
its bridge and forecastle all that can be seen
from the beach where the hand
pushes waves up the sand
washing away the castles the children built

Gulls stretch their arms and stand aloft
the breeze is stiff, they contemplate breakfast
the sun rises so far away
it makes distance meaningless.
The Great Lakes freighter slowly moves north.

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