Parading

Down Sally Cow Lane and Elsewhere

Every evening, an hour before

the sun goes down, I walk toward
the sun goes down, I walk toward
the sun goes down, I walk toward
its light, wanting to be altered.
its light, wanting to be altered.
Always in quiet, the air still.
Always in quiet, the air still.
Walking up the straight empty road —Linda Gregg
Walking up the straight empty road
—Linda Gregg

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