Sunday, January 1, 2017

A TRAIL OF GHOSTS AND LEGENDS by Michael Brownstein

A TRAIL OF GHOSTS AND LEGENDS
 
That year winter did not come
and we waited for it,
the wind from the south 
forcing the tree to throw away
their possessions. Evergreens
gathered the colors of blood
and coagulated browns
and a great smoky mix rose 
from the ghost white strands 
along the Missouri. We walked 
the track Lewis and Clark walked
stopping before the pawpaw tree 
where, almost out of food,
one of them ordered the men 
to gather as much fruit 
as they could carry and then 
we continued walking what they walked.

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