Flowing North

She is a special place
in my memory
A place of wild, unknown,
of separateness, a little ways off
Different pace, scale.
A river running north,
unlike my experience,
my understanding, my ken.
A different course,
a different way,
flowing north.

August 1, 2007 15:42
about the Allagash Wilderness,
northern Maine.
I canoed there in 1976 and 1977.

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