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Sunday, July 18, 2010

After the Storm

Clear sky, but last night’s storm
shows in the river--swollen,
muddy, dark-quick water.
Thunderstorms, rain and wind have passed
bringing crisp air, a gentle breeze.
The hum of tires on the road,
approaching, fading, blending
with the chatter of water over rocks—
a welcome conversation.
The road to the south, the railroad to the north
both follow the river’s curves.
Sometimes a straight route
is not the easiest, or wisest.

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