finally fallen
a long wave of weathered wood
resting in tall grass
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finally fallen
a long wave of weathered wood
resting in tall grass
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Having just come back from much woods-walking near our Least (not-Left) Coast where there is much windblown weathered and recumbent trees amidst what passes for green grass – fields of fiendish palmetto harboring thorn-bearing vines – I get a nice flashback there, Bruce, Thanks! Will continue…