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driving past the curving horizon
into the faded denim sky

deer clotting slants of seeded roadcut

under the power line
cattails on the low ground
stumps and slash on the high

Moose Crossing

Trappers Ln.
coming into Amasa

propane tanks white as belugas
on a sea of not yet green

road-traintrack-radiotower
3 dimensions

and time, always

the feeling I was born under the wrong star

 

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About Ray Sharp

Father, poet, triathlete, local public health planner
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