
Heavy blooms expose
their fleshy bodies
in such enterprise
among the dunes—
as mine to yours.
Such immeasurable delight:
the pale lips of the iris
curling to the listless sky.
In its assault on the shore,
the throbbing surf
folds again and again.
Somewhere through the mist
a gull is flying low,
calling out.


Award-winning author and Pushcart Prize nominee, California poet Bri Bruce (writing as B. L. Bruce) has been called the “heiress of Mary Oliver.” With a bachelor’s degree in literature and creative writing from the University of California at Santa Cruz, her work has appeared in dozens of anthologies, magazines, and literary publications, including The Wayfarer Journal, Canary, Northwind Magazine, The Soundings Review, and The Monterey Poetry Review, among many others. Most recently her work has appeared in the American Haiku Society’s Frogpond Journal, The Remnant Archive, Emerge Literary Journal, and Le Merle Poetry…
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Beautiful