the Shore

Shoreless

On gates borders thresholds there is the shore, often called the shoreline, the place where secure dry land meets fluid body of water – lake or ocean
also a strand
stranded
I had dream of a shoreless shore tableau
an expanse
without
delineation
but entirely of
delineation
the edges were not discernable
where knots of people wandered in passing
graceful mouthing soundless clowns

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