A Morning In November 2003 Poem by Sandy Wood

A Morning In November 2003



A slender wedge of freshness-
thin, clean air
before busyness and business
has touched it.

Only the occasional
low hum
from the distant
road South of my house

brings the report
that soon
clutter and clamor
will make their demands.

Monday, July 11, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: calm,peace
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