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. . . from swerve of shore to bend of bay . . .
Mark Doty: "It sounds like a simple thing, to say what you see. But try to find words for the shadow of a mottled sassafras leaf, or the reflection of a bay on an August morning, or the very beginnings of desire stirring in the gaze of someone looking right into your eyes, and it immediately becomes clear that all we see is slippery, nuanced, elusive. As Susan Mitchell says, 'the world is wily, and doesn't want to be caught.'"