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Mike Wahl<\/span><\/h1>\n

At the Beach\u00a0<\/span><\/h2>\n

I want to lean against your back,
\nshoulder blades to shoulder blades,
\nsitting on the soft sand
\nwhere it has no backrest of its own,
\nand listen to the surf forever.<\/p>\n

Mike Wahl<\/strong><\/span> is a poet of opportunity, grabbing concepts and phrases from observations in his rural northern Alabama surroundings, and from the intrigues of family, politics, and religion.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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