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Fourth of July at Santa YnezBY JOHN HAINES IUnder the makeshift arbor of leavesa hot wind blowing smoke and laughter.Music out of the renegade west,too harsh and loud, many dark facesmoved among the sweating whites. IIWandering apart from the others,I found an old Indian seated aloneon a bench in the flickering shade. He was holdingContinue reading “Fourth of July at Santa Ynez : John Haine : : July Poems : : Months Poems : :”