Scott Simpson · Poetry
pines
Selected Poems 1989 to 2009 · source pages 201
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Source page 201
pines
at night
three old men frame
the corners of the
moon talking over
the scrub oak
and the ironwood breathing
clouds
they have agreed
to keep an eye
on me
and on my house
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