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Noon, Sea I halfway at tide mark Where kelp, rock-held, burns Am burned by the sun also, Without shadow to give me proof Or spell my place. The sea is step from kelps to sky. The flared lights coil With sun and other suns. Down granite [[strikethrough]] grooves [[/strikethrough]] dikes y? and quartz And mica where rocks bend, Into the white eddy I fall Into the stirs of self-balances. I halfway was center too. My radius the cold windrows, The straight streak of cormorant, The raked rays of sea meadows And the tug of all I knew And all I wanted. Without shadow, without lime-ring My day falls into the noon I've fallen into.
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also not sure what it says near stirs of sea [[?]] -balances, but it looks good other than that