Today as I sit
Under the locust tree
I recall vividly
My early morning walk
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Great stuff, Ray. I look forward to more pieces featuring your time in China. Maybe get some thick, high-top boots. : -)
And so the pavement becomes the untamed field, the unmarked forest for the snake. A magnificent poem. I really enjoy your work.
I think that is how it is going to be. Kelly's idea of the boots is okay but it is way too hot for that right now. Thanks for taking time to read the poem.