Apr 20, 2015

Perspective in Time, Place

Last night as I drove home from work,
the moon was low in the Eastern sky.

Four miles North to turn
four miles East.

Approaching the mountains, the moon fell and 
set behind the Swans.

I pulled into my garage,
put a camp chair out in my backyard,

poured a beer and watched
the moon rise

over the mountains.




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