The Camp Years


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I slept sleeps in keeping with the thought

That we simply walked two different paths

Rains and autumns unto years through which

You smiled into other faces from farther parts

Forgetting each time the leaves turned again

~

I let that red string lie and yet it had gone

Anchored by imaginings groundless

But for the one thing I never guessed

Even though anything could have been

After I left you

*

Image of the Kettle Valley Trail

The Jade Peony

 

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