Saturday, August 8, 2009

Riding to Sunset


it’s the end of the road;
the small circle sends you
back down from whence you came,
past the Turnoff to Switzerland Trail,
past the little yellow house
on the left, the pond loaded
with overfed trout on the right,
past the old narrow gauge
train stop for the miners, where
Greg and his black cat, Emory
live now; he’s come back in
from watering the dirt road
in front of his house to keep
the dust down.
Pass the Assayer’s museum
on Wall Street, which is open
the third Saturday of every month
from 10-12 a.m.
The young man working on his
motorcycle has gone inside
to call his mother like he does
every weekend.

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