Geography, Rivers & Human Ecology
Walking on the green grass
A buzz overhead
A plane flying by
With a large banner.
I read it:
$3000 Dollar Breast Implants
But no phone number
What if I want breast implants?
I remember another sign
That I saw in the morning:
Welcome to the United States
Welcome Home.
Where the river knows no end
Is in kindling flames of family
It is the poetry of the river
To unite mountain to plain to sea
And in that synchronous flow
Where beginning is never nor end
Is the promise of passing
A promise of time
Which holds us all
Together
A distant mountain
Pretending paradise
Blood in
The rivers of my hands
And looking up
We are everything
Poetic Cartography 
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