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Pedalò
It’s there, the water, though you can’t see it. And isn’t it the wonder of all things, to know without seeing? A lake maybe, or a large pond. Not the pulsing sea — too fractious and unsettling for the gentle pedalò. A body of still water, just out of sight, with the sun shining on it, and the soft calling of shorebirds, and the breeze with its fricative whisper slithering through the plastic pedalò.
Summer is there as well, also unseen, just out of sight, as real and as imaginary as the imperceivable pond, calling to us like plaintive shorebirds, as bright as a pedalò.
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