Blades On the Shore
Lover of the howling derecho
on the vast welkin shore,
Carrying the aromatic mists
of sweetest petrichor;
How it strikes! as the willowy blade
of an ambrosial steel sword,
Into the resting sheath
of the game's flooded board.
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