-- by Philip Booth
Forget roadside crossings.
Go nowhere with guns.
Go elsewhere your own way,
lonely and wanting. Or
stay and be early:
next to deep woods
inhabit old orchards.
All clearings promise.
Sunrise is good,
And fog before sun.
Expect nothing always,
find your luck slowly.
*
things even out. Be
careless of nothing. See
what you see.
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