Who knew our beach wind could do angles?
I’ve had this poem memorized since I was very, very little. I rarely feel the wind, or see its work without having these lines run through my memory.
Who Has Seen the Wind?
By Christina Rossetti
Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you:
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing through.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I:
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing by.
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Tide Line Still Life 