the valley viewed from windlass hill,
the river near,
but unseen,
dusty miles traveled to get this far,
off the dry table lands,
to the valley below,
where hope and water,
spring from the very ground.
Douglas Polk
poetry and art by Douglas Polk. Art is politics . . .written, verbal and visual . . . .involving power, influence and conflict. Douglas Polk
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