Jan/Feb 2009 Poetry

Night Drive

by Cy Dillon

Artwork by Robert Hoover

Night Drive

Seen from the ridgeline above
Ground fog in hollows and along streams
Pulls the unexpected
From the familiar sleeve of night

A shadow memory
                     vaguely threatening
Those headlights gaining from behind
                     on an empty highway

Blind speed is no escape
Nor is fear
Enter the lost clouds humbly
A traveler
Come home to a changed land


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