Utah

Monday Poems
6:05 am
Mon April 21, 2014

"Parowan Canyon"

So Quietly the Earth, poems by David Lee

When granite and sandstone begin to blur
and flow, the eye rests on cool white aspen.
Strange, their seeming transparency.
How as in a sudden flash one remembers
a forgotten name, so the recollection.
Aspen.

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