Friday, August 21, 2009

A SMALL TOWN

The earth lay flat with horizons
stretched like armies yawning morning
into awake as sky of creeping clouds
hung like curtains wet from storms,
while a river below crawled
wide and flowing thick with brown
pushing a quiet power past the town.

by Roger G. Singer


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