Brush painting

High tide, near nine, inboard cruisers covered with canvas hulk like snowed-in cars - on this first and longest day of summer.

In the channel a motorboat churns toward flounder beds; but the rest of this world slumbers while dim sky encloses us and the water's chill gray line -

broken by the clear tone of an unseen buoy bell.

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