raised places
cracks in the old concrete
smooth places
filled with the salts
rivers flowing
slowly, slowly
filling each gently
year upon year
satellite images
a model preserved
on the wall of this place
September 28, 2011
Rolling Ridge Day Apart Retreat
www.rollingridge.org
“Poetry, Nature, and the Language of the Land”
http://www.rollingridge.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/WEB-Poetry-Nature-and-Language.pdf
led by Ray McGinnis
http://www.writetotheheart.com/
Write to the Heart workshops
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Wednesday, September 28, 2011
The cracks in the concrete
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