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RAVAGED BY NATURE, says the local News,
BEACHES ARE DYING -- naturally I read on,
How one day these thin margins will be gone
For good, new sand held back by the dams we use
On our best streams while the sea slowly chews
The old away, back to the cliff s and down
To the stones. And nowhere then to run or sun.
Any dark place can say what else you'll lose:
The canyon air that fl oats the alder leaf,
The light on the creek, and the creek too, will go;
And the ground under, where it had to fl ow.
Your sons, and the dear woman who is half your life,
And the two eyes you see both with and through
Will go; and your skeleton; and your spirit, too.