moldova and me

peace corps 2002

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Sundown In Cucuruzeni

The silhouette of one man alone on a road.
Three cows strung out ahead of him,
their heads bobbing, blue in the dying light.

Corn stalks in piles shaped like thimbles
lined up to form seams cross emptied black fields.
A line of poplars fading into the horizon.







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