ACCOUNT OF MY DAYS
Sequence: 7
12/10/11
sky and pavement both clear
swept by the same wind
the season is of first cold
every frost now is a hard frost
and a morning with no frost
makes us feel lucky
the busy wind in its wide world
has cleaned things up and moved them around
I drive along past stone faced buildings
and wooden houses
the road I am on goes up and down
and bends this way and that
as the shape of the earth here
in this place dictates
it is easy to forget the shape of the earth
when on the road going to a building
where you are needed
past stores and houses
lined up and leveled and brought together
at right angles your attention is on
the buildings and finding the one
you need and minding traffic
it might as well all be built on nothing