Low tidal love
john clare
St Marks river at low tide
Revealed the fiddler crab trail
Guarding the bottle found
beneath the roots tangling down
Plucked from the gulf brine
Discerning a note inside
Thrown by the White's
Upon their anniversary night
Wishing he who found this note
Would be equally love smote
Too crusty for such words
Took the long journey toward
The lonely garage apartment
Arriving late a letter sent
Sent to the mailbox never used
Something made me stop
Saying,look in the mailbox
And so I read
Immediately I said
This is the Whites note answered
Waiting here all too quickly
And so immediately
I replied to the letter from Melanie...
telling her
YES
I would love to come down
to Williston
and teach you
Photography!
The rest is
history.....
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