Tag: landscape
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To a Clearing
MORNING OCCURRENCE AT XANADU by Charles Wright Swallows are flying grief-circles over their featherless young,Night-dropped and dead on the wooden step.The aspen leaves have turned grey, slapped by the hard, west wind. Someone who knows how little he knowsIs like the man who comes to a clearing in the forest, and sees the light spikesAnd…
Chris Bronsk 