Preamble: A Found Poem Poem by Frank Avon

This is a captivating editorial - poetic in its very nature. These lines are adapted (very slightly, for the sake of terseness) from the last three sentences of the editorial. My only significant change was to insert the words 'to wander, ' which I took from an earlier paragraph in the piece. My gratitude to Emerson Blake and Orion for making my day. I, too, spent most of my youth wandering in the woods, on the hills, along the creeks, and around the fields of creation where I grew up in Tennessee. In my old age, I still relive those happy, free days and, if circumstances permitted, would retire there any day.