GreAt PoeTRy of 5 NaTIonS
Thursday, October 11, 2012
3922. AT THE ATMOSPHERE
AT THE ATMOSPHERE
Along the water's edge,
the sacks are open; sand
and red dirt spilling out. A
few people, in canoes or
rowboats, languidly steer
about, making ripples
on such lazy water.
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