My coat hurling around my body my calves all my
doubts Hair whipped into snarls The lone farmhouse
crouched hay-dry wind-vexed Tawny thistles scratched
into ochre flats A white porch A rankle of geraniums
behind a choke of chicken wire Collar and tie under
combination overalls been-to-church smiles snaking
directions The break in the river
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