Llama Express

across the Andean Alps
on bygone empire trails
like vagabonds traversing
on woolen backs and hooves

the dust rises behind them
the wind sweeps their fur
pots and pans, ceramic things
this road train ever moves

poem by Frederick KesnerReport problemRelated quotes
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