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Barry Lopez: "AS FAR BACK as I can remember . . . I've found the sea seen from shore, in almost any weather, mesmerizing and soothing. Perhaps its primary attraction has been its breadth, like a stage's, or the unbroken line of its meeting with the sky, or its inconstancy. Or the transparency of its colors, from the dark purple of prunes through tropical blues to the green of the verdigris that forms on oxidized copper." He goes on to describe being aboard a ship caught in a huge, fierce storm and writes: "What had for so long been an image of terror for me was now an image of perfection. Here was Earth's fundamental wildness, here was William Blake's sense of the Divine in chaos."
Last week Eta washed the beach here of any impressions, leaving a surface flat and smooth, and leaving this triplet of palms once again to reveal itself to me anew—an ikon of perfection in its own way.