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Soundings on Land

Will you be a river when I find you
          --sullen and sweet,
         timbered slung and skulking, this hush
                  in the dark of the woods–

          Or what?

I want to see you carving just once, silver,
          down the valley
                    from the fire watch tower
                             tucked in smoke gone pale rose-blue.

Soundings on Land

Will you be a river when I find you
          --sullen and sweet,
         timbered slung and skulking, this hush
                  in the dark of the woods–

          Or what?

I want to see you carving just once, silver,
          down the valley
                    from the fire watch tower
                             tucked in smoke gone pale rose-blue.

Justine Chan  27, Seattle

 
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