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Maine Song 

Here at the turn where the granite ends,
Waves crash in craters over and over.
The far is fair, a cirrus streak,
The far is curvature and fair.

Waves from other oceans span
Meridians, and noon is entered upon.
Legend cannot draw the timberline
Nor charts outline an ocean.

Light of the sun, light on crag,
Scree and faulting, crag unfallen.
Sea of silica, flash and rip-tide,
Rock, reef, air, and falling.

Swift is the wind from Labrador--
It will swerve as wave and windrow.
Low is the air of the afternoon--
It coldly curves around us too.

[[strikethrough]] 
And if you take the rockweed trail
Take warning from the tide and wind chart,
And [[strikethrough]] know [[/strikethrough]] learn where crevices and fault are
Where eddies and whorls can startle
[[/strikethrough]]

The spined urchin echoing a star
Melts in salt and dies a star.
And we are gathered, one by one,
One by light, by night another.

Transcription Notes:
I believe 'Mai ne' is supposed to be 'Mai ni' song from 'Mai ni mai'?? No - the reference to 'the wind from Labradore' clearly gives regional context for NE North America and NE US (i.e. Maine.) [[left margin]] learn [[right margin]] should be "and wind"