"All Dick's Grass" Click image to view larger |
Canyon Cataracts
Moqui Marbles, Coyote Gulch, the Grand Staircase, petrified
wood; Marlon Brando
loved Escalante, and you loved me. Red-rock Cave, Golden
Cathedral, Slot Canyon,
Wild Cat Gulch; dream images fade in sunrise. Toadstool
Trail, Hoodoos, Rimrocks,
Natural Bridge, The Woman’s Dance; over time, our hearts
grow blind. Bryce Canyon,
Indian petroglyphs, Devil’s Garden; we fail to see, with
true delight, even the most
exquisite scenery; we fail to see each other. Under the
falls, spray; eyes almost opaque.
Mary Stebbins Taitt
20150423-1023-2nd, Thursday, April 23, 2015, 1st
Iowa Poetry mooc assignment 2/2, define the line, then write
a poem following that definition of line.
My definition, the breath.
(NOTE: This poem is
NOT directed toward Keith!)
2 comments:
I like this Mary, both words and image evocative!
Thanks so much, John! :-D
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