several laptops.........(I live
in the shadow of slowly leaching tailings ponds
rain................................where in the woods in another
era,
out the window......................the miners carelessly tossed
whiskey containers out the window.)
because I have never been there.....
"Gweneth, a writer for the
CyberCreek,"
........................................I said to a distant neighbor.
warm milk......................"It's an online communications system
for environmental activists."
exposing its rusted underbelly........
He looked away,
the daily in and out flow...............obviously not interested in
hearing any more.
flannel sheets....................
brown grass on the hills...
a flowered dress..............
a glass of beer.................
sleep...............................
low flying planes.............
the smell of green grass....
warm sun.........................
a red front door................
cold cereal........................
working............................
making things....................
a white shirt.......................
making love......................
the children laughing..........
blue jeans.........................
potato soup......................
his body...............
the whitecapped mountains..............................
footprints..........................
unwashed windows...........
a dark corner....................
the pine trees overhead......
walking.............................
riding................................
the horizon........................