By the Puget Sound / By the Salish Sea

It might take fifty years for the waves to turn clear glass cloudy white,

unmistakable as platinum blond hair in photos from 1936 when Grandma Dagmar

looked like Jean Harlow as she discarded broken milk bottles that I might find

and piece together into a ghost or new moon.

Amanda Laughtland

Learn by heart: tap a gap

It might take fifty years for the
to turn clear glass white,
Open the trainer

Keep going on the web or in the app.

Describe a feeling — we’ll find a poem

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