Industry's Shore
dreamed 2008/9/24 by Wayan.
THAT DAY
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THAT NIGHT
I'm driving out a three-mile cape
I've never seen before, from San Francisco east into the Bay. Its barren north shore was quarried long ago. Shale cliffs, red grit-- topsoil all industriously stripped till the bust, postwar. Factories whistle windowless now, due
I snake up a hillroad out of the red
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craning our necks in amaze; these
crazy trees rise a hundred yards or more! Give even redwoods a run for the sun. Endemic: only here. This is wrong. My native readers know.
So the northern blight's not microdrought!
But loggers cut them all, all
Rains and patient mist'll surely lure
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