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Sunday, November 05, 2006

Wind Sown

Wind with no name
climbs out of the settling sun
chases blood red smoke
of burning scrub pine,

boils against a sculpted mesa
beyond fallow upturned fields
rubs against sandstone shadows
darkened by the midnight frame.

Pushing against pallid traces
it obscures obstructions
carries ash wrapped seed forward
plants an unstained day.

Flower of Spider, digital photo

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