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detour

by Carissa Dewey

It’s late afternoon in December
on this back road,
horses silhouetted against
the crescent blaze of sky-
the only presence of color,
before this season's snow
where there is little green,
more different shades of brown and
solid trees,
chimneys apparent
and these farms.

This time of year,
and this cold barren country-
brings the past closer to me
creates desires of you.

12/13/2009

Posted on 12/13/2009
Copyright © 2024 Carissa Dewey

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Jo Halliday on 12/14/09 at 05:58 AM

It is always a thing of pace, and yet again it is! Amid the slowness of it all, there is a deep eddy which rushes and rushes, even if in circles. Once again, a beautiful poem.

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