I remember '49

I Remember '49

I remember '49,
snow drifts up to my shoulders.
There was a big earthquake
somewhere about then, too.
I love dramatic weather.
Seattle doesn't really have any of that.
Not compared to the middle of the country.
Beautiful storms.
Or Alaska, where the air around one
can seem like a solid object
and the summer nights go on forever.

Doug Palmer November 2010

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