Arizona 1
7th poem in the collection, Road Noise.
A corral of parched wood
but no horses
A windmill and water tank
but no house
An arrow straight road
but no cars
We were here once
But did we abandon this land
For the cities
Leaving it quiet
In a beautiful solitude?
but no horses
A windmill and water tank
but no house
An arrow straight road
but no cars
We were here once
But did we abandon this land
For the cities
Leaving it quiet
In a beautiful solitude?
© 1996 William Herndon, All Rights Reserved
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