Many years ago I lived in Snoqualmie when it was nothing more than a village and we would go into the forest to find a tree for Christmas. One year the snow was very deep and we were lucky to not have walked off the cliff we didn't know was there until later. I looked up for some reason and above me on another cliff was a bobcat just walking along with us, watching. The memories of animal encounters in the wilderness are unlike any others. Thank you for bringing this memory forward again.
Hiking in the Cascades, I heard a rustle to my left, looked and saw a black bear boar standing watching us walk by. I was concerned for a couple of seconds, but realized he was just curious and checking out the trespassers in his world. The memory has remained crystal clear for all these years and hopefully will remain that way. Thanks for the reminder.
Do bears kill deer? I hope not. I would have said not to cut down any tree. Great job. Lucky you. I just saw some beautiful trees outside the projects on my way home from Whole Foods. You would be surprised at how many trees are in Manhattan. I’m sick of hearing about the Fed and inflation. I think they make all that stuff up. Screw Lindsey et al. The wreath of white roses is pretty on top of the Queens casket. From one of her thousands of gardens. Did you know Balmoral Castle has something like 776 rooms! Jeez
Strikingly effective example "minimalist" poetics--the poetry of understatement. Lit students always know of "hyperbole," but relatively rarely of its opposite, "litotes." I predict that term will not come into popular usage.
Beautiful. And such an accurate description of all those contrasts and how they can actually be the reason we love what we love.
Thank you for so much beauty packed into a few lines. Your poem made my day as your writing often does.
I swear you’re a master at gathering it all together and tying the knot. Zing!
Many years ago I lived in Snoqualmie when it was nothing more than a village and we would go into the forest to find a tree for Christmas. One year the snow was very deep and we were lucky to not have walked off the cliff we didn't know was there until later. I looked up for some reason and above me on another cliff was a bobcat just walking along with us, watching. The memories of animal encounters in the wilderness are unlike any others. Thank you for bringing this memory forward again.
Hiking in the Cascades, I heard a rustle to my left, looked and saw a black bear boar standing watching us walk by. I was concerned for a couple of seconds, but realized he was just curious and checking out the trespassers in his world. The memory has remained crystal clear for all these years and hopefully will remain that way. Thanks for the reminder.
"Everything is gorgeous and dangerous when you love it enough." I'll be using that line to explain things forever.
Beautiful. I only saw a bear in the wild once while picking berries with my grandmother in Quinault. He took much less interest in us than we him.
Loving something so much it hurts. Seems so counterproductive, yet this is life. At least, for me.
Sometimes, it was hard for moms to tell their Indian children to stay out of the woods.
Lovely.
Do bears kill deer? I hope not. I would have said not to cut down any tree. Great job. Lucky you. I just saw some beautiful trees outside the projects on my way home from Whole Foods. You would be surprised at how many trees are in Manhattan. I’m sick of hearing about the Fed and inflation. I think they make all that stuff up. Screw Lindsey et al. The wreath of white roses is pretty on top of the Queens casket. From one of her thousands of gardens. Did you know Balmoral Castle has something like 776 rooms! Jeez
Makes you feel the moment in an abbreviated manner, clean...
Strikingly effective example "minimalist" poetics--the poetry of understatement. Lit students always know of "hyperbole," but relatively rarely of its opposite, "litotes." I predict that term will not come into popular usage.
Polarity 🤗❣️
How I love your poetry!
Thanks. https://gettr.com/post/p1qv5q2a3cd
love is dangerous.