Michael Pruchnicki

Road To Macumera - Poem by Michael Pruchnicki

when trees unleave
we take to the road
that leads down to Macumera
not far from the coast
in an area
called the Plains

We will dance and sing
in the moon's light

the next morning
we will arise
at the first crack
and don gray tunics
and tote bags
of gifts

to climb the steep
streets of Macumera

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 23, 2011

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