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at Reed Gold Mine… Read More Panning For Gold in North Carolina
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Brooding roadside dinosaursat Cabazon Passprepare to duelover distant prize:Indian casino.
Like pinpoints on a battle map.Ecologist’s dream.Don Quixote’s nightmare.
Stand clear: these birds aredeathly territorial.They don’t play ostrich.
We must probe deep below to eludecities that crack their knuckles against the skyand humanity staking its territorywith appointments, verdicts and broken glass. We delve, as if craving some sourcethat sculpts these interjections in stonewhich we parallel with celluloid scenes:what endures versus what must pass.
(Birmingham, Alabama) Men of all backgrounds came to this forge–oppressors working beside the abused.Now all on the same page of history;more than metal was being fused. But the sweatiest, grimiest labor wentto a select part of the company staff —those with most to prove and least to lose:the back rows in the group photograph.
After our tour, our student guideupon some nudging, took us asideto reveal what we’d been waiting for:the legendary ghostly face on the floor —an inescapable point of pride,not part of, yet still vital to, the tour.
The lighthouse is riddled with bullet holesbut the bullets didn’t diminish the light.The structure is still what the shooter was not:upright, lofty, solid and bright.