Call it deliberate, yours, & then

what tops the banks is want. No ocean
-view & no highway driving toward

a lake too far, but instead this near
-horizon, prairied, that keeps

& keeps company. Every rivering
body of & this sky, these small

elevations & slighter curves, that
land & landscape can be its own

welcoming. If to region here again
maybe you could come back

in awe. Because before we were—
as if to write it down, carved out even

here—weather measured time in units
near-impossible. Weather made passage.

 

 

 

 

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