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Turtle Island Poem Number Seven
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23 Turtle Island Poem Number Seven from the top of alta laguna the hillsides curve and fold in sage and mustard, chalk filling our shoes in newport bay the sails cup and luff against the halyards, sea salt coating my glasses on the freeway seven lanes south seven lanes north in saddleback valley light dims beneath huge gray military copters overhead one each side of the freeway the idols of war ...