Ash Can, A Visual Poem

I’ve been dumping our ashes from the wood stoves on the driveway this winter, filling in the potholes.  Today as I walked up the driveway with the empty ash can I was taken with the sound it made swinging back and forth in my hand.  Then I saw our shadow and knew it was a visual poem.

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