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Monhegan

White Head and black rock edge:
Here [[strikethrough]] Drowned [[strikethrough]] is the island, breaks the sky. [[strikethrough]] the [[strikethrough]] 
From unscoured headlands huge undersea, the island stains the sky. Winds
At Squeaker whip the split spruce
Fallen across the chasm.

The diagonal day drags anchors
On fierce outer ledges. Nigh Duck.
Eastern Duck Rock.
Through the unuttered afternoon
Straight arrows of shag streak
The salt cloud.
In the divided sky the blackbacks
Cry a haunting of grey
Ten tides wide.

Granite is spelled by water,
Deep by sky.
Bayberry by grass, and grass
By the power of the summer.
In generations of gulls
In the fogs torn by gongs,
In rehearsals of surf
Hear [[strikethrough]] Is [[/strikethrough]] the cadence of this Atlantic.
[[strikethrough]] Moons [[/strikethrough]] Stars, [[strikethrough]] and [[/strikethrough]] this night [[strikethrough]] s [[/strikethrough]], [[strikethrough]] and birds [[/strikethrough]] [[strikethrough]] The [[/strikethrough]] and whales
Go by. [[strikethrough]] Cliffs turn back the night [checkmark]
[[[/strikethrough]]
[[strikethrough]] Land falls. [[/strikethrough]] Wide is the sea.

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Transcription Notes:
The marginal notes were missing: [[right margin]] freaks the sky from the island stains the sky [[/right margin]]