Borodino Landing
Copyright (c) 1994, Mark Denslow
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Borodino Landing

I remember you
when the sun rose at Lake Skaneatales
out of the blue-green water
the summer was to itself warm and young
then you were as old as the hills
you days were as many as
the risings and settings of the sun
God took his fingers
and created these "Finger Lakes"
my grandfather taught me this
when I was three
we would go fishing
this is where my mother and father honeymooned
the old steamboat landing

