The turkey vultures return.
Half moon hoists above the Point at evening.
Dawn announces over the hills of Leyden.
Monadnock stands alone, constant guardian.
Darkness at the edge of town.
Following the sun, on ’til dawn.
A convocation of the elements. For Merritt, a friend with eyes that gazed deeply.
Rest falls upon the river.
A change is going to come.
At the edge of the continent.