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Kätzchen · 06-13-2010, 07:18 PM

From Ch. 7 - Gathering the Borderlands: The Sky Islands of the Southwest

An excerpted poem - titled: "Old Earth," by Drum Hadley (2005). In, Voice of the Borderlands, pp. 16. Rio Nuevo, 2005.

Old Earth

We are gathering these Borderlands together,
Mesas, arroyos, and valleys as far
as our eyes can see,
Blue mountain range upon mountain
range forever,
Turning towards dawnlight, then
into the evening West,
As far as pale North sky circling South,
to where vaqueros
Come crossing horseback by the
broken mesas in Mexico.
(Bernard, 2010 - p. 138)

06-13-2010, 07:18 PM	#2638
Kätzchen Member How Do You Identify?: As a very feminine woman. Join Date: May 2010 Location: Sailing in a wooden shoe with Wynken, Blinkyn, and Nod. Posts: 16,250 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 29,404 Thanked 33,625 Times in 10,718 Posts Rep Power: 21474868	Half way through my book I found another great quote... From Ch. 7 - Gathering the Borderlands: The Sky Islands of the Southwest An excerpted poem - titled: "Old Earth," by Drum Hadley (2005). In, Voice of the Borderlands, pp. 16. Rio Nuevo, 2005. Old Earth We are gathering these Borderlands together, Mesas, arroyos, and valleys as far as our eyes can see, Blue mountain range upon mountain range forever, Turning towards dawnlight, then into the evening West, As far as pale North sky circling South, to where vaqueros Come crossing horseback by the broken mesas in Mexico. (Bernard, 2010 - p. 138)