Richard Brancato
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IMPRESSIONS OF THE CAPE
 
On the Cape the breeze is warm.
The party on the shore is a distant sound.
The moon is full and all around us tiny waves

skip endlessly and glimmer.

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​A version of this poem first appeared in Pennine Ink, #19 Summer.









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