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Thank you for commenting on this poem. I (rather snobbishly) think this is one of my best pieces and a bit unappreciated though certainly not easily understood. I suppose it would best to explain it a bit. I think you have the right idea with the space being an inner space as well as an outer. That's certainly the idea at play. My inspiration for the poem came from my wife's family and friends in North Dakota. My wife talks so much about the sky out there, and I began to think about the flat landscapes out there. How if you never went anywhere, how you might see the landscape as a kind of fresco painting. You think the road keeps going, but who knows? She also talked about how close the sky felt out there as if it were right on top of you and to me it all felt so strangely comforting and oppressive at the same time. So that's the feeling I'm trying to convey. If there's something obvious that I'm not getting accross, maybe I could toy with it, but only a bit. I really love it the way it is.
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