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    Sam Rasnake
    Apr 05, 12:04pm

    William Stafford

    "At the Bomb Testing Site"

    At noon in the desert a panting lizard
    waited for history, its elbows tense,
    watching the curve of a particular road
    as if something might happen.

    It was looking at something farther off
    than people could see, an important scene
    acted in stone for little selves
    at the flute end of consequences.

    There was just a continent without much on it
    under a sky that never cared less.
    Ready for a change, the elbows waited.
    The hands gripped hard on the desert.


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    Gloria Garfunkel
    Apr 11, 04:18am

    Beautifully conveyed tension.



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