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Every Gorge Needed a River - March 6, 2025

  • Gary Hunter
  • Mar 6, 2025
  • 1 min read

stone shaving, molecule by molecule

a river relentlessly, sweeps away

the rocks of time

 

a gorge is a knife sawn deep

into earth’s history book

sides of pages exposed

just a few words to understand

sometimes only letters

 

that we read backwards

a story of beginnings

the idea for the plot

and who thought of it

 

ask a feather to dig down

to the bones of the

very first bird

 

and even if it succeeds

it still won’t know

how flight was imagined

 
 
 

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