lost life
Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2018 7:45 pm
on a beach,
once full
with treasures,
I find
one ribbed edge
of ammonite,
that curls
in
and in.
once full
with treasures,
I find
one ribbed edge
of ammonite,
that curls
in
and in.
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Yes your right, your intention regarding what you wanted to imply to the reader did come across to me.My only reservation is that if I did that I'd lose the idea that the beach was hunted out of fossils, and that once when the N was a child there were many full annomites to be found.