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  • Untitled Poem
  • Frederica de Laguna

On Copper River flatsI smell the salty stench of drying seaweed.My bare toes clutch cold wetness,reluctant silt,stretching the haze for miles.

My tracks dissolve in dimpled ponds,as the lines once gouged by your canoes,dragged by brown arms,returning potlatch-proud,the rising tides effaced.

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ISSN
1933-8139
Print ISSN
0066-6939
Pages
p. 218
Launched on MUSE
2011-03-30
Open Access
No
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