March 24th 2017

····March snows—the highway’s headlights
Twice  this year I’ve driven from Vermont to Maine in New England’s worst weather. I left today, Friday, at noon, in a blizzard, and didn’t get home until half past midnight Saturday morning. I saw cars off the road and one overturned—completely belly-up. Coming back, midway through New Hampshire, rain, sleet and snow iced the roads—an exiting pickup truck took down an overhead highway sign. In all that time, not a spare moment to put down a poem, not so little as a haiku, so I write it now before going to bed.
83 March 24th 2017 | bottlecap

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