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On the Course at Dawn
by Michael Kozubek

Saturday, April 28, 2012
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Golf: quiet and contentment at dawn

On the course at dawn:

No one but groundskeepers raking bunkers

and red-orange fox fur

reflecting a crystal sun.  

Dew dresses the greens.

After my ball glides past a hole,

Marking its path through the dew.

I am crisp and content in this

quiet, more than decent life.:

No one but groundskeepers raking bunkers

and red-orange fox fur

reflecting a crystal sun.  

Dew dresses the greens.

After my ball glides past a hole,

Marking its path through the dew.

I am crisp and content in this

quiet, more than decent life. 

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