antiphon
abandoned boardwalk
white paper-like blossoms
open in the dunes
tide comes in
a whisper under
gray sky chanting
a last psalm with the old
woman an offering for
this day’s journey
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Love how the conciseness, short lines, and space between stanzas open the poem up, make it expand.
That last stanza! Wow!