It took wings
fever
soul
to get there
get it started
a kit
a call
from the street
winter river
the search
something other
than a lonely
mad tower
but just
as independent.
For me it began
with a tree
near Walla Walla
that trip
from Missoula
an everyday pine
or was it and where
was I but perched
dependent caught
with Mr. Neruda.
'an everyday pine or was it'. great line in a fine poem.
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