Forty-Seven Hills

How wonderful!
I have just learned
there are forty-seven hills
in San Francisco.

I am doing imaginative leaps...
First, I imagine they are all the same size
and how that would look
on lemon, lined paper.

Now I am thinking they go down
in equal measure
to the ocean,
and how I would run down

all the way
to the cool ocean, dive in,
and while I'm swimming, 
look up at all the hills.


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7/22/2015

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