Jackson Peak & Cusick Mountain, seen from above
Hidden Lake, Central Wallowas . . .
On the road in the American Northwest. [ click photo for next . . . ]
RebDem & DemReb
Coyote asked Crow, "You votin' RebDem, or DemReb?"
And Crow replied, "Neither! Mitt wants a "no fly zone"
except for Mormons and the wealthiest 1%.
And Gung-ho-Obama didn't close Gitmo, keeps killing
at a distance with raptor drones,
and didn't even round up the cattle rustlers on Wall Street."
And Coyote said, "You goin' Green?"
"Yep," answered Crow with an indignant ruffle of the wings.
"We'll lose now, but win the future, for sure!"
EVERY VALLEY HAS TWO SIDES
A cluster of stone huts,
huddled together like sheep
in a storm;
Roofs made of the split slabs
of granite rock, some still whole,
some broken, but all speak
of a time when time moved
and walls were built with a care
that carried the snow of two,
three, perhaps five hundred Winters.
One old couple is all that remains,
children grown, married,
gone to town;
Two cows, a calf and three goats
keep all eight alive, and warm
their house on-top-of barn
The town is slowly creeping up
to this place;
A road has been built,
and other huts
bought and restored,
That time of year
when the mountains bloom
with full-breasted goat-girls,
barefoot, flowers in their hair.
do not know
the dark side,
when the earth-energy contracts
from the crowns of trees
back down to the roots,
and the sun goes away
for months at a time;
It is this movement,
brought round and ripened
with wet hay, dead calves
and avalanche Springs,
from the old man’s
as he gives me water
and tells me—
“You’ll get lost,
on that path.”
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