Lowlands by Ryan Brennan
From certain locations
you can catch the whole
sunset
But from here,
over the edge of the barn out back,
we see just
a glimpse
Our small window between
blooming mountain lines
makes her miss the open
frames of the farms, fields, and
lowlands we found in the wide
valley of our youth
From there,
everything was in our sight,
the future still a sky on fire
Ryan Brennan is a poet living in the Catskill Mountains