I walk on the winter beach

I walk on the winter beach 
from here to there 
and beyond where the beach ends 
past indifferent sea gulls 
over beached kelps 
over bleached sea shells 
to the sound of crushing waves 
to the call of ebbing memories 
I walk on the winter beach 
I shall go 
I must go 
alone 
beyond where the beach ends

Suchoon Mo
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