Forty-second Saturday

Single wave rolls in,

Heads for wall straight on, slaps up,

Meets itself, rolls out.

Blue sky, blue water,

Green leaves shifting yellow, brown,

Golden stripes of sun.

High tide after rain.

Lone cormorant on piling.

River wets his tail.

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