we discover the path by walking.

We turn a corner on no road

We turn a corner on no road
We turn a corner on no road
and there's a house on a green hill
and there’s a house on a green hill
with a thousand colorful birds sweeping in a circle.
with a thousand colorful birds sweeping in a circle.
Are the poems in the basement of the house on the hill?
Are the poems in the basement of the house on the hill?
We'll find out if we remember earth at all. —Jim Harrison
We’ll find out if we remember earth at all.
—Jim Harrison

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