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Poetry Corner for June 8, 2014

Duluth Dreaming

They told me so

When I dreamt

There were beautiful green trees.

Delightful deer far and near

Fresh lake breeze everywhere.

Winding roads, hills reaching high,

Libraries to sit and put your mind at ease

or take you anywhere and everywhere you want to go.

Billowing clouds floating gently by

Awesome sunsets in the fall and summer.

I’m awake.

It’s no dream

Duluth is here

And so am I.

True — It’s Superior — the Lake.

It was calling.

Jeannine Allen of Duluth