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POEM: North From Prattsburgh

North From Prattsburgh

I really do get
that an infinite
number of monkeys
would eventually
write Hamlet,
but driving on
a country road
with an empty
passenger seat
I saw three signs —
OWENS
BEAN
WOODRUFF
— within 60 seconds
and my heart jumped
in my chest
and even Carl Sagan
would give me a pass on that.

/ / /

15 July 2023
Farmington NY

Published in My poems Poetry

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