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Memories from the past are melded together to form an expectation of the future.

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Thank you, Stan

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There is a good rhythm to this poem that really drives it along, and which I find quite appropriate for describing a drive through Montana. I also like that second last line. Not many poets writing now write a line as memorable as 'the sunrise in eternal now'.

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Thank you, Martin. Your comments are gratifying and helpful.

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I am reminded of War of Worlds with light pole “eyes” like an alien drone shooting laser beams. A time I never want to know.

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Thanks, Richard, I’ve been meaning to read that.

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Scares the goose bumps right off your arms like a laser beam raised them and mowed them down with drone concentrated eyes.

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Hello David MacGregor. I suppose I must read and ponder what’s linked to here, eh. Sunday morning it is.

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Hello Jonathan Potter I apologize for repeating a few lines in the poem which I have now edited out. Your beautiful poem about the dawn and dust reminded me of the Battle of Jena

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Sheaves of sunlight! Love that image.

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Thanks, Mark

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kudos on an underused and underrated form

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Thank you

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