[Vision2020] March 26, 1974

[Tom Hansen]

March 26, 1974

by Richard Wilbur

The air was soft, the ground still cold. 
In wet dull pastures where I strolled 
Was something I could not believe. 
Dead grass appeared to slide and heave, 
Though still too frozen-flat to stir, 
And rocks to twitch, and all to blur. 
What was this rippling of the land? 
Was matter getting out of hand 
And making free with natural law? 
I stopped and blinked, and then I saw 
A fact as eerie as a dream. 
There was a subtle flood of stream 
Moving upon the face of things. 
It came from standing pools and springs 
And what of snow was still around; 
It came of winter's giving ground 
So that the freeze was coming out, 
As when a set mind, blessed by doubt, 
Relaxes into mother-wit. 
Flowers, I said, will come of it.

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Seeya 'round town, Moscow, because . . .

"Moscow Cares" (the most fun you can have with your pants on)
http://www.MoscowCares.net

Tom Hansen
Moscow, Idaho

“A stranger is just a friend you haven’t met.”
- Roy E. Stolworthy
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