W.H.Auden wrote,”a poem is never finished, only abandoned”. 

Bents, SK is a poem nestled among crop fields and pastures…silently, steadfastly waiting for voices to return. 

Spent the holiday Monday on the road with the intrepid SR in search of this abandoned town.  Procrastination at its most inspired…today it’s back to all those tasks we like to avoid and forget about in the dead of summer.

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