After sunset on Herring Cove Beach, Cape Cod. 2022.
i wonder of the seas
my ancestors
looked to —
the Baltic cold and stern,
the Dead warm and harsh —
as i look to
Atlantic’s ranging, raging waves
on the edge of the world
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Chaia Levi
like if Nabokov had a brain injury
artist, writer, photographer. focus on horror and nature. all original content, all made myself — no AI.
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I find it so hard to write short poems, they always find wings and fly away from me. This is such a beautiful short, sweet, to the point poem. Great words of the seas.