as the sea noise phased
and flanged, filtered as the wind
changed, there were other sounds
waves crashed with a violent force
and exploded, detonating skyward
gorging up against the basaltic crags
and cleaving the rock-rimmed boulders
still jagged and briefly clear
as the water plunged, pulling back again
before the next wave broke
whitening with each, to the churning pool
mottled, frothing with eddies
spooling, the undertow sucking
regurgitating, charging the air
with its cool, green iodine smell
while the limpets clung and the red crabs paused
briefly in still spaces between
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