Wonder
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Road up turns, shrugs
and off its shoulder rises
this path of improvised steps
left-roots and rock slab-right
towards some clearing
rounded by trees
like cupped hands
cradling a removed city view.
We lie on a concrete square
here, incongruously planned
and left, as it strains no more
hoisting steel and water;
one foot of a local colossus
still guarding, still supporting
two backs
the horizon's insomnia
of stars and gaps
in the leaves.
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