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Memories of Summer Rambles
by Marianne Szlyk

A girl of the last century
strides
along the bike path,
past the goldenrod
the spiky chicory,
and Queen Anne's lace.

With a brick red anthology in her book bag,
she wishes she lived among the Romantics
walking twenty miles or more

through the car-free countryside.

Waiting for a walk light
in August's brittle brilliance,
she remembers a minor poem
that her grandmother still recites from memory,
having learned it
by a river
brick-red with dye
at the beginning of the last century.



 


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