plymouth, nh

in the foothills of the white mountains,
in the year of the fire horse,
a village...

the people - spread across forests,
around lakes and riverbanks
- struggle to feel the village

this is the watering hole
a hub or bulletin for the people
to find support, opportunity,
to lend a hand

the village is taking shape
so dream with me and submit
poetry, prose, art, plans
and let the village become
a living and shared conception