the sun did rise all red and goldo’er the mountains far.and nearest to me the mist did floato’er gullies in the dark.and to the east I saw onlythe night in deepest blues abovebut to the west I only sawthe distance to my love. Fall sunrise through the New York countrysideA Companion Poem2016
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