Marion, Virginia

I wrote the twelfth section of the poem under the platforms built for camping in Hungry Mother State Park near Marion Virginia. Hungry Mother is the only campground I've been to that has platforms built for camping in hilly areas. It kind of makes you feel like you have your own little balcony in the middle of the forest. I spent two nights there, camping, eating, talking and playing bocce ball with six wonderful people.

You gray stones of interminable pavements! you trodden crossings!