Jose Gorostiza

THE EDGE OF THE SEA

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Sea of no water nor sand.

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Simple sound of water and foam

neither water nor sand making the sea.

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The discreet things kind and simple;

coming together at the edges,

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The same as the desiring of a kiss,

sea of no water or sand.

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The things I look for, dead;

lonely, desolate like a desert.

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Sometimes welling up in tears

for it exists as sorrow.

Sea of no water nor sand.