No clock, no time—
free to look down
canyon home, the road

beyond to Lemon Cove
tied to railroad towns
up and down 99

two thousand feet below.
Through 150 hazy years,
much the same

to native eyes, to the wild
that have survived
our good fortune.


2 responses to “LEMON COVE

  1. Beautiful (and green!) view, John.



  2. Beautiful picture of your world.


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