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Posted by on May 20, 2008

July 2006, on the East Coast of Korea

The dark lapping waters
off Samch’ok,
endlessly tiding
soothed me to sleep,
in turn fueling fitful dreams.

Water intersected thought and purpose,
and I focused,
in a rare moment of Zen,
on the barbed wire in the water
and the pillboxes on the shore.

Patient as the seaweed resting on the sand,
my heart beat in time with the tides.

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