tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578454697877614703.post1044790139464291958..comments2023-05-31T10:47:00.444-04:00Comments on Poetrepository: High Plains WindMary Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09078793537148794310noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7578454697877614703.post-78818005234849047002018-07-27T13:25:54.460-04:002018-07-27T13:25:54.460-04:00Somehow I missed this one. School ended, I suppose...Somehow I missed this one. School ended, I suppose, and I was probably done, too, though that seems like awhile ago now.<br /><br />I love the strength of that High Plains wind, the single-mindedness of purpose, to get from point A to B. Damn the torpedoes. "barreling down from the North / filling eyes with grit"<br /><br />You've inspired me to find a mentor, in the case, Seamus Heaney's POSTSCRIPT, which is also about a wind. I'm seeing what I can do with that one.Steve Petersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07307772474856131942noreply@blogger.com