Trapped in a cycle

Tideline in Truro, Mass., on outer Cape Cod, where poet Alan Dugan lived.

Photo by Hqfrancis

“Water runs up the beach,

then wheels and slides

back down, leaving a ridge

Of sea-foam, weed, and shells….

One thinks: I must

break out of this

cycle of life and death….’’

--  From “The Sea Grinds Things Up,’’ by  Alan Dugan (1923-2003)

Early evening at Head of the Meadow beach, North Truro

— Photo by Seduisant

The Truro Vineyards, in North Truro.

— Photo by Caliga10

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