Beginnings*

Moonlight gilds creases

of a chilly creek searching

for bedding in the hollow.

The stain of burnt cedar

seeps down the hillside

trailing after truck tires

singing down the scale

along the highway.

Sparks from a freight train

splice through the fog

spraying souvenirs

of first beginnings.

 

Jerome L. McElroy

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*Accepted in Midwest Poetry Review (April 2000).