Death Valley: Day's End
Images from Death Valley National Park, CA, February 2010
long shadows at day's end
crawl from root of mesquite
to crest of dune wanderer,
a single traveler's memory
sun mountains up the valley tiers
making walls of mist and stone
becoming a nest for stars to inhabit,
a traveler pushed above earth's lip
ladled trace of sky bowled in amber
to web up knitted troughs of sun's gear
march blown down plain pebbled with tigereye,
a walker moves among distaff walkers
cloud anvils crash against steel rims
made of stone-scattered rip hills
licking tongue of last light groaning,
a traveler lost under desert stars
long shadows at day's end
crawl from root of mesquite
to crest of dune wanderer,
a single traveler's memory
sun mountains up the valley tiers
making walls of mist and stone
becoming a nest for stars to inhabit,
a traveler pushed above earth's lip
ladled trace of sky bowled in amber
to web up knitted troughs of sun's gear
march blown down plain pebbled with tigereye,
a walker moves among distaff walkers
cloud anvils crash against steel rims
made of stone-scattered rip hills
licking tongue of last light groaning,
a traveler lost under desert stars
Labels: desert, mountains, photography, poem
posted by Art Durkee at 2:12 AM
2 Comments:
Brilliant images, Art and these in colour. We see sunlight, blue sky and the land looks a little less inhospitable, though it's still fairly formidable.
Your poetry as ever matches the mood. Thanks.
Thanks.
I've been rereading a lot of Yang Wan-Li this part of the trip. (You know I always carry a few favorite books with me!) So I thought to try working in some ancient Chinese syllabic forms. Mixed results in terms of the form, hopefully the poem doesn't suck.
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