Photo by RP Thomas
Landscape
In Talent, the edge
is always near,
civilization and the
wild enmeshed,
distance a provocation,
a dire warning and
welcoming invitation;
the seer,
like a frightened deer,
may misjudge the scene
and move along a path
that wends downward for
a fraction of time before
climbing into unfamiliar
terrain, where green and blue
merge into something both
alien and true; sheer
terror, thence broken, becomes
new, confounding emotion.TS
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