Big Bluestem: November

Poem by Nicole Docimo

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For ten years I have wandered these scrub and rocks, 
and today the wheat light pours over me, 
clouds drift like plumes from the mountain ridge.
I’ve been battling myself, but here 
the arrows fall to the ground, 
and I enter the room of my body.