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Khế Iêm VILLANELLE ON THE OREGON COAST                                                   For Margaret Prentice   Many a time I’ve dreamed of such a place Where darkened headlands tumbled to the shore And a white ocean blew against my face;

Khế Iêm SALVAGE   Imagine you have built a house on sand, and all our houses yet are built on sand: and the evening comes and the night comes when the great storm casts the sea against the land;