Eldorado, at last!



today the winds
in the valley are
high and strong

against the palm
trees fighting them
with a loud fuss

the mountains
fade away behind
a curtain of dust

lifted in the air
in front of them
gold swirling

souvenirs of
the Eldorado






This poem is part of the newly published collection California Notebooks 02



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