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HILLS by HILDA CONKLING

First Line: THE HILLS ARE GOING SOMEWHERE;
Last Line: IN THE TIME I'VE WATCHED THEM . . .
Subject(s): MOUNTAINS; HILLS; DOWNS (GREAT BRITAIN);
THE hills are going somewhere;
They have been on the way a long time.
They are like camels in a line
But they move more slowly.
Sometimes at sunset they carry silks,
But most of the time silver birch trees,
Heavy rocks, heavy trees, gold leaves
On heavy branches till they are aching . . .
Birches like silver bars they can hardly lift
With grass so thick about their feet to hinder . . .
They have not gone far
In the time I've watched them . . .



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