Thursday, November 05, 2015

The cart in the distance

They move away, toward that patch of smoke beyond the near rise, past a high pole whose ties to the ground can be faintly made out as diagonal streaks toward the ground.  They are a couple, pulled by a single animal, on a light cart.  Between them and ourselves, tilled earth.  Sun shines from behind the further hill.  Germany in the 1950's.  Two clouds, like the afterimages of starships or tanks in the sky.


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