“The Mountain at Summer, Seen From a Passing Car,” by Eric Robert Nolan
Northern wind on southern steeps, cords of copper rock in frieze, arrowed “A” of singing geese, swerve of bees and sea of trees, summer green and salve of ease, kiss of heat and coax of breeze. (c) Eric Robert Nolan 2024
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