Saturday, November 25, 2006

Goddess of the Sea

Edna St. Vincent Millay

No matter what I say,
All that I really love
Is the rain that flattens on the bay,
And the eel-grass in the cove;
The jingle-shells that lie and bleach
At the tide-line, and the trace
Of higher tides along the beach:
Nothing in this place.


Wild Thing said...

I love this. You are a very talented photographer.

seawitch said...

Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed it.