Dave Malone

 

 

Landscape

 

Dave Malone

 

 

Your body rolls

as deep and dark

as any Wyeth landscape—

and better.

 

The brown hills of Maine

are merely toast

in the presence

of your land,

limbs,

inlets of toes.

 

For an afternoon

I believed I could chart,

as Wyeth does,

the infinite expanse

of hillside and hope.

 

 

 

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