Tom Gannon Hamilton | TO GRACE BRIDGES

To Grace Bridges Trees, grown tall at a vale crevasse, crowd its edge. They long to fulfill their purpose. Toward nightfall a loud wind reaches gale-strength. Yelling Timber! felling several. Blown horizontal, giant fir swap height for length. One trunk among these breaches the gap. Our forebears may not be so bold as you’d think.…

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