Ina Donna Coolbrith (Ина Донна Кулбрит)

Carmel-by-the-Sea

Blue waves that wash a curved beach
Of sand, like drifted snow;
Song-waves, that sing in silvery speech,
A music soft and low.

A cloudless sun in heaven’s blue sweep;
Great stars, how near that seem!
The night an hour of sea-lulled sleep,
The day a rosy dream.

1. To San Francisco
2. A Perfect Day
3. Rose and Thistle
4. My “Cloth of Gold”
5. The Lost Note

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