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Sandia Plain (Free verse) by Dovina
Thick adobe walls
naked and worn
shells of lives
dots on the desert
of Sandia Plain
Those heat-holding walls
held sun through the night
and night through the day
to warm by in winter
cool in the scorch
But modern builders
with smarts and studs
raised wooden walls
covered with hot tin roofs
So people bought
and thought they were cool
having what better people had
not mere earth but sheetrock
Beside painted siding
abandoned homes melt
and slough to statues, and
Grampa asks why the heaterâs on
Then a breed of practical souls
rediscovered adobeâs good
set mud again drying
on Sandia Plain
Blocks of dried earth
ready for stacking
in modern adobe walls
protecting folks
As the ancients knew
in winter cold
and summer heat
revived on Sandia Plain
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Arithmetic Mean: 5.25
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Posted: June 21, 2005 7:15 PM PDT; Last modified: June 21, 2005 7:15 PM PDT
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What you have written makes me wonder about the author and not about the poem itself. Does that make it art? I don't know. I'm trying to figure out your motivation without knowing you. This is a lot of NOT thinking about the above words.