Write a short poem about the voices you hear or the ones you used to; the voices which call or enthrall; the voices which yearn and those which burn. Your assigned poem is a seashell; hold it to your ear; tell us what you heard the sea sing … for imaginary garden with real toads

flotsam and jetsam

sea tang, tide treasures

beach glass, sand dollars

broad shells, within

call the voices

whispers destructive

howls seductive

speaking my dialect

knowing my name

sea tang, tide treasures

familiar voices

carry life’s

flotsam and jetsam

away with

wind’s tide

image: JW Waterhouse, Miranda (cropped)

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