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59 Self-Portrait with Elephant Seal Only the seal can know what she means, Calling and calling from no leg to stand on To the other seals, the water Lapping her tail. Itchy all over But able to reach and scratch with tiny flippers A few-inch range, graceless here on land Underwater she is sleek as a fish And full of her own power. Anyway, Who am I to talk? In my yellow rubber Boating overalls and too-big boots I’m just another clumsy mammal Out of its element. Together We share this moment in the sun, which is Doorway, hinge, aperture to what Neither of us will say. ...

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