Hawks Nest Crossing

Just across the blue ridge, where the high meadows lay
And the galax spreads through the new mown hay,
There’s a rusty iron bridge, cross a shady ravine
Where the hard road ends and turns to clay.
With a suitcase in his hand there the lonesome boy stands,
Gazing at the river sliding by beneath his feet,
But the dark water springs from the black rocks and flows
Out of sight where the twisted laurel grows.

–Tommy Thompson, 1976

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The Chessie line crosses the New River just above the Hawks Nest dam (and just below Hawks Nest proper); Ansted, West Virginia, September 25, 1998.