Chapter 1: Memory of November at Galveston Beach:
Memory of November at Galveston Beach: A Tanka
Hear the autumn wind --
watch how it kisses water,
swell touched with white foam
like fingers in lover's hair,
the salt spray, cold lover's sweat
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