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A windswept chill cuts to the bone Wave and whirlwind play upon each other With determined gait, I walk to Author’s Ridge Syncopated volleys of half frozen drops Released from the heavens For are we not in the company of the enlightened Resting peacefully; Alcott, Emerson, Hawthorne, and Thoreau I take breaths of frigid Concord air And fill my lungs with hopes of inspiration But fallow is my spirit And then, Trickling drops of frozen rain, finds a path down my naked neck And there is planted a seed And a poem At Author’s Ridge
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 7:26 AM UTC
Author's Ridge
A windswept chill cuts to the bone Wave and whirlwind play upon each other With determined gait, I walk to Author’s Ridge Syncopated volleys of half frozen drops Released from the heavens For are we not in the company of the enlightened Resting peacefully; Alcott, Emerson, Hawthorne, and Thoreau I take breaths of frigid Concord air And fill my lungs with hopes of inspiration But fallow is my spirit And then, Trickling drops of frozen rain, finds a path down my naked neck And there is planted a seed And a poem At Author’s Ridge
Author's Ridge is located at Sleepy Hollow Cemetery in Concord, MA. Buried there is: Alcott, Emerson, Hawthorne, and Thoreau. A place of pilgrimage and inspiration.
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 7:26 AM UTC
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