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Morning on the Levee
Along the edge of the levee, atop the slow hill slanting up against the bank of the canal there is a worn down path of grass that leads from just nearby my house to where the water meets the lake. … Continue reading
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Tagged autumn, daily poems, Gentilly, London Avenue canal, morning, New Orleans, seasons, walking
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