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Where You Were Headed

A poem.

Where You Were Headed

It didn't matter. It was how the pileated woodpecker
听squatted to her belly
听and draped and dipped her neck,
听one side,
then the other,
听to her chest
听in a rivulet of melted snow.
听It was how the wind
rubbed across the pines
听and the clear melt
听washed down every road rut
听all that afternoon.
鈥 Franco Pagnucci

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