In Honor of Wendell Berry

I saw a slain lamb,
on the highway.
Run over by an eighteen-
wheeler carrying logs
to some place
a thousand miles away.
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Brad East said...

Yes. I'm wondering if I can construct a left column solely devoted to a feed of your poetry. Mmm.

June 22, 2009 at 9:17 AM

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