Aphrodite.

She rises among boulders. Naked, alone, in freshets of the seacliff wind she stands; She comes rose-golden over the color of stones, down to the wide plane of the seaward sand. And what are these... Visitants that pass her? Shorebirds with wings like thin fins against the morning. She wades in shallows warmer than the air and sees the long push of the promised foam, she feels the chill that draws jer breath like fear, and wading slowly feels for the deeper cold... What voice twitter and fade along thst shore? The godwit and the killdeer and the curlew, The turnstone and the willet. And now the water is silvering to her knees over the sunmarks flurried about her feet, she sees a hundred harmless fishes flit in the autumn of the glasd-sharp morning sea. What birds are those that ride the rising seas? Slow shorelong pelicans fanned by the shoreward green. Her thighs curved like the venu's-shell submerge, she wades into deep waves, her body drowns up to the lifed breasts and lifting arms; Foam floats the tendrils of her tightening curls. What birds are these that fall with never a swerve? Far waves where morning burns terns shatter into glass. Now the rich moment, as she leans and swims folded into a hissing slope of foam: The sea receives the shape that once it gave: Her gold and roses to its dazzle of waves, the shadow of all her secrets to its shade.
— Brewster Ghiselin.

A quick plot of grasses-but for some cut teeth and a tongue of May Apples, an opening, like a surprised mouth in the face of day. I am past the thickets of human definition that rise from the soft ground around me, like pencils, whose green ends pitch and swing in the wind as they write what happens next. A slender iridescence in the air appears, like a hyphen between worlds, watching me with limped eyes from a single blade of grass, its wings shaped from the forgotten shadows of noon. Now it is written in the trees from which it arrived, a princess in disguise, a fairy on its way to a story meant for bedtime, forever small and bright in lovely dreams.