the wreck and not the story of the wreck
the thing itself and not the myth
the drowned face always staring
toward the sun
the evidence of damage
worn by salt and away into this threadbare beauty
the ribs of the disaster
curving their assertion
among the tentative haunters.
- Adrienne Rich, an amazing poet who passed away this week.
(photo by my sister, Tracy Nolan)
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