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American Summer

Poems written while traveling.

Face of the Mesa


From the bankless San Juan
to the twisted hills behind Mexican Hat,

from Mexican Hat
to the candid geology of the Goosenecks,

from the old Navajo jeweler
to the Valley of the Gods,

when we reached the summit
of strident Mokee Dugway

I did reveal my little prayer
as the engine cooled to this great vista.




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