Idaho
Idaho is a mind-place apart,
mountain-sky frontiers.
Meaning is grasped much easier
in this slow-paced,
bird-song space
of pasture and willow.
An hour of reading sticks
but an afternoon
of computer play
is a mysterious lost time.
This ain't a poem,
but it could be.
David Gilmour September 2008
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