[In My Youth I Was a Tireless Dancer....]
But now I pass
graveyards in a car.
The dead lie,
unsuperstitiously,
with their feet toward me--
please forgive me for
saying the tombstones would not
fancy their faces turned from the highway....
[Ed Dorn]
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1 comment:
Wonderful art to join the thoughtful quotation of Dorn !
Beautifully shown--especially at larger (click) size !
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