She would plant a fence on the beach
and not just one fence
a trio of fences
which intersect with one sand dune
and then another
each dune covered with wild oats or spartina
She would have three roseate spoonbills
wing their way just above the fences,
the spoonbills' neon pink coverts
contrasting with the bleached wood,
the white grains of sand.
If you happened to see
that overcast day,
the whole arrangement,
your chest might swell
and you might breath out heartily.
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