This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my f — William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
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This dream the world is having about itselfincludes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail,a groove in the grass my father showed us allone day while meadowlarks were trying to tellsomething better about to happen.

— William Stafford, The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems
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