that's just the wild wood
nature poetry
Saturday, September 9, 2017
Garden pond at the farm.
"2 A.M. moonlight. The train has stopped
out in a field. Far off sparks of light from a town,
flickering coldly on the horizon.
As when a man goes so deep into his dream"
from Track
by Tomas Transformer
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