Could Have Been A Whippoorwill

At first I thought

it was a tree. It was

so far away. But when I

was closer I could see it plain,

then. It was a man

carrying a stack of hay

on his head. He had reached

the far end of the spare green

horizon. The sky behind was filled

with blue. And one tiny dot.

It could have been a whippoorwill.

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