Old bridge, steel
Propped on concrete
Rusted steel, yellowed concrete
I remember hard rain
On a line of automobiles
Slowly crossing the bridge
The river slowly
As it will, the Wabash
So long ago
The cars antique or disappeared
So long ago
The suffering I remember
Thursday, April 2, 2009
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1 comment:
lovely...
and congrats on yr new call!
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