Monday, April 22, 2024
Conimicut Point in late April afternoon Sunday- a Poe-etic scene
Getting out of the black car in the video , I strolled to the beach sand at the edge of the water and took in the melancholy, abandoned-look panorama. Thinking the place could inspire a poem of desolation and loneliness. Frequent sad stories of drownings off the notorious sandbar, despite its WARNING sign.
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