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| 163 Elliott Bay Overlook anne pierson wiese Remember the imperial jet eye of the seagull as it turns its head and its winter-white beak makes a brief cleft in the feathers along its shoulder that look like slate but part into ruffles like a stray wing of cloud that has sprung the violent heart and kite-orange feet of a bird whose stern purpose is to light on this lamppost for a moment but depart without delay the way it came before we ground-bound onlookers lining the cement benches can do more than meet its astral glance. ...


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