everything that lives moves . . .

everything that lives moves . . .

Friday, September 9, 2016

Cerrillos, New Mexico


CERRILLOS

I came upon some indeterminate birds
as I was driving down the highway
towards the turquoise mine at Cerrillos. 
I slowed from 80 to 70 and I’ll be damn
they stayed with me for a mile
until I climbed up out of the valley. 
With left hand on steering wheel
I grabbed a pen and notebook writing
just saw a miracle
or perhaps desert mirage. 
Tiny birds flying 70 into a head wind. 
Can this be?      
 

Near the Cerrillos Turquoise mine
Cerrillos, New Mexico

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