Posts Tagged ‘Wyoming’

Wyoming, you are a cipher to me.

But you are so square, I want to

write you. You should not be so

mysterious;  my father lived in

Cheyenne. I remember the year

of the great flood, the mall

filled with mud. You contain

rodeos,  were the first territory

to grant women the right to

vote. Do you contradict your-

self? I have seen your statue

of Esther Hobart Morris.

Wyoming, I see your Tetons

And raise you long, windy miles.

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