DISTANT TENDENCIES
All are boats in a distant harbor;
we may struggle, but we stay
afloat. There are plenty of
preachments about all this,
but I pass on passing them
along. As it is, right now
I'm struggling on a rocky
wood-side by Palenville.
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Stories of old artists abound:
America's first art colony, those
Hudson River School painters,
Asher Durand, and his Kindred
Spirits. Had I hopes that high!
The tortuous roadway below me
was once a wagon trail; and
they'd be gone on it for days.
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Now only a semblance of wind
fills the sails - all is false, and
nothing is real.
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