Behold the blue sea-swell
That lifts itself a glass morning
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I spent the holidays ranging along Big Sur and ' the the blue sea-swell That lifts itself a glass morning Out of the sea’s heaving breast' Commands my thoughts up here in the shuddering cold of Chicago with the insipid snow. The miles of salt stained highways rimmed with filthy snow. I know it's naive to say but how can two such worlds exsist so near one another. It is a beautiful work. - Bob
Great imagery, Craig. As I sit here in this 2 degree Utah winter night, this image warms my frozen fingers and toes! Surfboard, anyone? ? Linda :)
Lovely imagry, and although many of us have heard the term Big Sur, I just wanted to help the vision along by letting readers know that: Big Sur is a sparsely populated region of the central California coast where the Santa Lucia Mountains rise abruptly from the Pacific Ocean. Now we all can envision this lovely poem. Adeline