After 70 years, William Everson's 'Canticle to the Waterbirds' still sings
<blockquote> <p><em>Clack your beaks you cormorants and kittiwakes,<br /> North on those rock-croppings finger-jutted into the rough Pacific surge;<br /> You migratory terns and pipers who leave but the temporal clawtrack written on sandbars there of your presence ...</em></p> </blockquote>
Source: ncronline.org