Today's poem is by John Haines
A Short History of the Republic
The great migration had passed
like a dream retreating westward;
a green serpent of the wind
was sleeping in the wagon ruts.
The ocean thundered a welcome
at evening. Here and there
a lonely figure stood out against
a horizon already darkening
with the ominous shadow of myth.
Copyright © 2004 John Haines All rights reserved
from Beloit Poetry Journal
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