Driving through rural western Maine this afternoon on our way to Brownfield for a Greg Brown concert at Stone Mountain Arts Center, I couldn't help but try to capture some vignettes of what I was seeing out the window as we drove along... 
Denmark
 
In old roadside plots,
marble gravestones, names worn smooth,
still tended with care.
 
Faded red garage--
only the bare shell remains
and some scrap inside.
 
Brownfield
 
Hex sign on plywood
protecting those who live in
that rusty trailer.