Nice, Doug. I don't know that I need the last stanza at all.
Quite 'human' as it is.
Stephen V
--- On Wed, 10/12/11, Douglas Barbour <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
From: Douglas Barbour <[log in to unmask]>
Subject: snap: toward Rocky Mountain House
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Date: Wednesday, October 12, 2011, 11:18 AM
the prairies roll here
fields lift & fall
in long slow waves
we create driving through
grey ribbon of road
stretches down & away
arrow straight till it rises
once more into a tunnel of trees
the fields shades of brown
bundled turned black earth
trees a tartan evergreen
yellow tawny suddenly bright
across this horizon tall space
traced by sun & cloud
a human geometry emerges
(with a tip of the hat to Lawrence's recent landscapes)
Douglas Barbour
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Why poetry? And why not, I asked,
my right brain humming sedition.
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