
Jen and Hen tackle the dunes. Calverts Beach, South Arm Peninsula. January 2012.
One day I would like to live right on the beach. Global warming or no global warming!
I like a good short poem that strikes, makes its point, and struts away. Gwendolyn Brooks manages that here.
We Real Cool, Gwendolyn Brooks
We real cool. We
Left School. We
Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We
Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We
Jazz June. We
Die soon.
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