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I know only the bare rocks of today.
In these lies my brown sea-weed, -- / green quartz veins bent through the wet shale; / in these lie my pools left by the tide -- / quiet, forgetting waves; / on these stiffen white star fish; / on these I slip bare footed!
Whispers of the fishy air touch my body; / "Sisters," I say to them.