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Tuesday, October 29, 2019

ANN ARBOR, a poem by Meaghan Prindle

Mid-morning dawns slow over arbored lawns,
Where collegiate airs mix with quirky town affairs.
Now traverse Washington & State, downtown cosmopolitan and quaint;
Breath stilled at the view long west ‘cross avenues,
Sun’s sleepy rays slant through Midwestern haze
To glaciated hills, painted leaves, fertile till.
Lo, I confess! Rooted deep in my breast
There’s a fervent, enduring love that I harbor,
My city, my home, my beloved Ann Arbor.


Posted by John Hilton at 3:00 p.m. | 1 comment Bookmark and Share


1 comment:

Carolanne said...

Spectacular visualization of A2! Appreciation of you sharing and do you have an anthology of your beautiful poetry?



December 21, 2019, 12:10 p.m.

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