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 The Metaphor of Sunlight Can Be Carried in a Bucket As children, we waited for low tide & walked through the slick thickness, threatening each step deeper than the next in pools formed by the creek’s edge. Schools of minnows flashed in a stir of light. A half mile into the heart of the canal, where it opens onto small islands of clumped cord grass, we carried our buckets filled with fish. Slivers of silver we returned to open space, spreading sunlight on water. ...

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