The White Sea Moss

I bring you sea weed When I roam the shore. It drips from hands delighted with the prize strand and bud and branch of underwater tree With undulating grace the face of mermaids Salt sea in their eyes And cries of porpoise and soft brush of sea wings On edible things; this is rare White sea moss cast up by the storm.

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