Thursday, July 2, 2009

The Nevada Poems: Geographical Cure



Geographical Cure

Choose an afternoon when August sun
stuns basin and range into silence,
while crickets in the meadows
eat all your profits.

If you are going,
that is the time to leave.

Should you hesitate until sunset
you will recognize this common place
a cathedral, and the restless souls among us
are stayed for a moment
by the gorgeous light.

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