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Red Haired Rita, Child of Light, and Her Window on the World

Red Haired Rita, Child of Light, and Her Window on..

A Poem by kentuck14


RED HAIRED RITA, CHILD OF LIGHT AND HER WINDOW ON THE WORLDFrom that old house of blues & sorrowsRita, child of light, hair washed in bloo..
At Morro Strand State Beach

At Morro Strand State Beach

A Poem by kentuck14


AT MORRO STRAND STATE BEACHI.Along Highway 1 going south a strip of sand lays flat, wet and a deep tan in the cool, misty air of the Central C..
Cambria

Cambria

A Poem by kentuck14


CAMBRIAI.Tourist town . . . trinket shops,art galleries, and over-priced eateries(Lim’s offers New England clam chowderfor homesick east..
The Future Arrives at Cambria

The Future Arrives at Cambria

A Poem by kentuck14


THE FUTURE ARRIVES AT CAMBRIAThe coastal air is cool and windyin difference to our desert journey.On go sweatshirts and wind-breakersas we gaz..
Washington Park

Washington Park

A Poem by kentuck14


WASHINGTON PARKWith Thoughts of the Poetry of Frank O’Hara 1. Banners in the June sun exhort me: Celebrate Washington Park---a design of..
While Sitting Atop a Catlin Hill Meadow in Early Autumn

While Sitting Atop a Catlin Hill Meadow in Early A..

A Poem by kentuck14


WHILE SITTING ATOP A CATLIN HILL MEADOW IN EARLY AUTUMNvalleys and hilltops spread out beforeme like a September calendar pictureunder a large..
Passage to the Central Coast

Passage to the Central Coast

A Poem by kentuck14


A continuation of my poem An American Desert Travelog
A Dispatch From the Ideological Front

A Dispatch From the Ideological Front

A Poem by kentuck14


A DISPATCH FROM THE IDEOLOGICAL FRONT “ [B]ecause of greed and luxury . . . the result is the encroachment of one group upon the terr..
An American Desert Travelog

An American Desert Travelog

A Poem by kentuck14


AN AMERICAN DESERT TRAVELOG“Don’t listen to him Danfor he spreads the desert sandwith water . . . cool clear water.” --- The..
Touring Cades Cove

Touring Cades Cove

A Poem by kentuck14


TOURING CADES COVEA rainy October day in Tennessee, the Smokey’s higher peaks are shrouded in low clouds. My wife’s brown eyes sca..