A mist, but not of memories or ghosts, And not a silent mist - a noisy one Drifts darkly over this altar to the past The docent pauses for each motor home
Gear-growling up the unexpected ***** Along the road from that point to this one Well-paved and posted: fifteen miles per hour
For cell-‘phone shots where each historic death Is marked with stones among the sunlit grass The docent speaks of her peoples: Cheyenne, Arapaho, Sioux, and soldier boys blue
With frequent and reflective pauses as A Winnebago circles Last Stand Hill
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Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree: The Road to Magdalena, Paleo-Hippies at Work and Play, Lady with a Dead Turtle, Don’t Forget Your Shoes and Grapes, Coffee and a Dead Alligator to Go, and Dispatches from the Colonial Office.