Monday, February 22, 2010

The journey begins

Bright sunshine, and sharp long shadows, the earth has moved
and the sun is low in the sky even at noon. 

I can see far back into the woods with the trees bare and 
the undergrowth laid low by the hard freeze.
I can see the architecture of the land.
This land dips and weaves buckles and folds
as it tumbles toward salt creek. 

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