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This poem is taken from PN Review 131, Volume 26 Number 3, January - February 2000.

Three Poems Sean Elliott

Lea Mount

The fir tree frozen by the early sun,
the iron fence above the chewed-up cliff
where I, school-blazered, stood that dawn
and watched her swim, already further off
than any friend of ours had ever gone.

I saw her heading out, too far from me,
towards the last trace of a fading moon,
the tide so high the submerged rocks were sheathed,
her costume bluer than the morning, soon
hard to distinguish from the April sea.


The Woods

A whirl of trees, the urgent second goes,
a crack of branches in the cool half-dark,
remote the dazzle of the sun on bark,
        nutshells and mud on loosened clothes.
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