you would think
when walking through woods at night
that we’d stumble —
but instead we learn to find
a steady foot, our own light
you would think
when walking through woods at night
that we’d stumble —
but instead we learn to find
a steady foot, our own light
Poems from in between 
3 responses to “Day 30”
love the last line, especially
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Thank you. Thoreau writes a wonderful essay about walking through the woods in moonlight. Lots gets kicked up from even just the notion of such a walk.
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Okay I’m going to look that one up.
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