james mcgonigal
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     Year of the Wave

I found The History of Waves—a book
          with oilskin covers of cobalt and jasper
whose every turning page sent spray
          flying in the reader’s eye—I persevered
waiting for the great wave that had looked
          like a curled lip on the horizon
two chapters back, or a puckered brow of sky
          and now came rushing towards its dénoument
on rocks where I sat flicking pages faster faster
          looking for the end—