Friday, March 10, 2006

Gackle, North Dakota-1909 Comments

Rating: 5.0

Furrows of iron paths
disappearing into horizons,
meander impulsively
the way matches suddenly
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Tovli Simiryan
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Sandra Fowler 11 March 2006

This poem has the understated elegance of a fine, old snapshot of another time. The mood is winter too eloquent to bear, Excellent... Kindest regards, Sandra Fowler

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