Sunday, 28 of August of 2016

Jenny Armetta – West Fork


 
The wind moves slowly beneath me.
A dream!
For this short time I can see everything–
Crumbling crimson mountain, blue-green Juniper sea
Silver silky ribbon of creek.
Spiraling upwards
I stretch my blue-black arms and sing with
the place that is me!

Jenny Armetta
May 1996 Earth First!


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