I did marching band in high school and college.
We made complex patterns, played fun songs.
The most powerful moment was
The company front,
One hundred, two hundred people
In a line across the field,
Marching forward,
Playing fortissimo.
Even now, when I see a company front,
I gasp.
On the beach, waves usually crash in a cascade
From the center out, or one side over.
I watched a wave rear up and crash over
At the same time along my whole field of view.
I recognize a company front when I see one.
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