Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Vacation


Vacation

One scene as I bow to pour her coffee: --

Three Indians in the scouring drouth
huddle at a grave scooped in the gravel,
lean to the wind as our train goes by.
Someone is gone.
There is dust on everything in Nevada.

I pour the cream.


William Stafford

Posted over on mrbauld.com

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