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POINT LOMA SONNETS: 9. OLD TRAILS, by                    
First Line: Up from the lonely days that dawned remote
Last Line: Across to mountain, sea, sky, city . . . Leap.
Subject(s): Point Loma, California; Time


Up from the lonely days that dawned remote --
That dawned and beat on Loma but to sink
And die, forgotten little paths that link
Old beaches with old hills were slowly wrought.
Perhaps a native willow-woven boat
Ventured at times along the island's brink;
But these thin trails quick Indian feet, I think,
Had stamped before canoes were made to float.
Out of a trackless dream, through age-held nights,
Through slow returns of darkness to long sleep,
Where antelope and rabbit shared old rights
To secret runways, banked and sunken deep
In grass and fern -- arose these streets whose lights
Across to mountain, sea, sky, city . . . leap.





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