Greatest Gen

Greatest Gen, Poems, Tributes

Coast Road

North by coast road we drove
through stands of redwood tagged
for the lumberman’s ax,
past alpine villages and herds
of humped cattle in a kind of gorse,
to stop by the postcard bridge
arched over silted wetlands,
the sand creating nests
beasts might crawl to fill.

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