Over the still water: A dozen or so bank swallows weave in such a precise choreography, changing direction en mass, a directed dance like pepper blown off the hand by someone's calculating breath.
posted by William Stevenson @ 11:14 AM
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I am a writer currently working on novels and poetry. Previously I have worked in the Selway Bitteroot Wilderness as a fire fighter and on trails, worked as an editor for a book company, and taught Latin and Literature at a Christian School. Two years ago I went to Poland to teach English at a church camp in Czarna Gora (winter) and in Wladyslawowo (summer). It is quite a beatiful country (piekny Kraj).
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