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hills of sand,
an ocean of grain,
waves captured and frozen,
a monument,
as permanent as anything in a life,
tiny changes,
day after day,
until the hills no more,
and the land,
unfamiliar.
Douglas Polk
poetry and art by Douglas Polk. Art is politics . . .written, verbal and visual . . . .involving power, influence and conflict. Douglas Polk
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