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Dolphins Neon dolphin jumps in threes—his snout, his middle, his tail. Starfish with a smile on his face: blinks on and off. Baskets. Beach towels. Bikes. In the window of the store that sits on the highway. And here is the church and here is the steeple set atop the steep gray shale. And the shale has steps down a cliff. The steps covered by a bower of flowering trees that grow together and make a tunnel Follow me Now you can see the sea Now you can see the expanse Now you can hear the waves break on Seal Rock and then creep over sand. The seals sleep a lot.The seals bark.The seals sleep. Seals on a rock. The lifeguard in his red trunks looks through binoculars Stands on the number 5 tower Looks to the water. This is my town, my own— (Striped umbrellas, kids dig holes and run, the jogger, the dog walker on the railroad path, The railway between San Diego and Santa Barbara.The train whistle.) This is my home— The real dolphins, look at them!There they are today! Some people even stand up, and point, and say Look. Dolphins. Look! And the artist in a straw hat stands at his easel By the railroad tracks Pacifically painting all day. 60 ...

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