there is nothing more
red than the color of hawthorn berries
in winter
berries the size
of bird's eggs against the grey
of last year's grasses and the pale green
of winter sprouts
herring-bone pattern of pines
on steep hillsides
softwoods crocheted on the north slopes
the top of the ridge snakes in and out
berries the size
of bird's eggs against the grey
of last year's grasses and the pale green
of winter sprouts
herring-bone pattern of pines
on steep hillsides
softwoods crocheted on the north slopes
the top of the ridge snakes in and out
of the barbed wire stretched
along its surface like strings
on the neck of a fiddle
the trees on the top of the ridge
the trees on the top of the ridge
are like a fine Chinese comb
grooming the fleece of clouds
we live on the western slope
we live on the western slope
on the eastern side
of this mountain.
1979
added 2/2017
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