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Mighty logs arranged in arcuate pew Point, by their implied radius of curvature To an invisible pulpit in the heart of the bay From whence the giant that put them there silently speaks In richly non-monotonous quasi-repetition The salty bay waters slide over low-relief bar-sands Allowing the disembarking of their nomadic passengers Then sliding back to open up enchanting fields of feet-tickling wetlands Into these neither-nor (and/and) wetlands I ventured as a boy Fascinated in being showered to shoulder height By frightened clams that buried themselves deep in sand Communally triggered into squirting flight by the passing thunder of children's feet The clams knew before we did why they should fear us As soon, we were digging, steaming and devouring them The gathering of sticks for beachfires and seaweed for the steaming Soon preceded our hunter-gatherer forays in the intertidal wetlands Those of us who shared these delights did not 'come together' We came to the place of delights and found ourselves there together We have 'in common' this awareness of attuning to the places of delight Like bikers 'in the zone' whose waves to one another signal just this and no more As Vico says, spontaneous, natural 'expression' precedes individual 'experience' Communal expression comes before experience-directed prescription 'You are cordially invited to a clam-bake' it says on the printed papers No need to check out moon phases, just RSVP to 'close' this social contract Poetic wisdom derives from our attuned dancing in the delights of nature Conventional wisdom puts experience first, disabling spontaneous expression Our society inverts the natural order, putting social contract before communal expression Let the clam-bake happen, rejoice in the delight of it with whomever else is drawn there |
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