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From The Picador Book of Forty
Under the ruins of the old silver-mine
the sea is wild. Children go in
off these rocks all summer
and the waves, like their lives, raise them up
and let them down,
haul them up and drop them –
except for one swimmer, and the one great wave
that won’t stop falling: that takes his legs
and then just holds him under.
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