From Hart Crane’s “The Bridge”

How many dawns, chill from his rippling rest
this seagull’s wings shall dip and pivot him,
shedding white rings of tumult, building high
over the chained bay waters Liberty –

then, with an inviolate curve, forsake our eyes

Hart Crane
The Bridge (1930)

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photo by johnnyutahx

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