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"Giant salamanders, blue-black and purple-black, lie
along the bottom of this stream in Northern China —
I cannot even balance the place’s name on my tongue.
They lie like bruises in the stone-strewn pools, . . ."
"A Crossing," a poem by George David Clark, is continued in Linebreak (January 12, 2010).
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
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