Wednesday, March 24, 2021

It looks like we can spend some time at the cabin this summer.


"Cocked in that land tactile as leaves
wild things wait crouched in those valleys
west of your city outside your lives
in the ultimate wind, the whole land's wave.
Come west and see; touch these leaves."


from Midwest
by William Stafford
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2 comments:

  1. kerrdeluneMarch 24, 2021 at 7:08 AM

    I had forgotten that poem, and it was grand to find it here and know it again. All the best from the eastern Ontario highlands!

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  2. GuyJuly 15, 2021 at 1:33 PM

    Sorry I missed your comment earlier. I have to get back into keeping up with this blog.

    All the best.
    Guy

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