Susan Aizenberg
United States
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Far Rockaway

Look: a man is teaching his children to ride
the big waves. Hand in hand in hand they wade out
past the first mild breakers. Icy green fingers
tap the childrens' thin chests. Rising on their toes,
they inch forward, through the sea's startling
gradations: blue green, bottle green, ink pad

blue, violet — until, peering down, they see only
the plunging dark. Sea lettuce and jelly fish swirl
past them. Sun jewels the far surfaces, where a trawler
chugs, placid as a Great Blue, along the horizon.
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