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Ridge lines
up on the ridge
walking alone in the dark
my quiet hips
Gedichte zum Thema: ridge
Gedichte zum Thema „ridge“ auf Poets.by.
That old-time religion
A poor
bacon, the church.
I knew a ridge.
We sat together
a great while.
Song Dogs
Three days before the 2020 U.S. presidential election, my friend L. and I get lost on a hike above a dammed-up river, too busy arguing about politics to notice that we’ve branched off onto the wrong logging road. The sun is going down. On the ridge above us, coyotes start singing. Their melismatic solos intertwine in a way that can’t be called dissonant, though Lord knows it’s nothing as simple as harmony.
no longer lost
that hole in the clouds
far upslope
Lay of the land
The long, low ridges
in the blue distance are edged
with bands of yellow.
Otherwise, the clouds
are heavy as an old
wool blanket.
I pull the shades for a nap,
a wakeful woodchuck thumping
under my floor.
Five
I walk along
the ridge crest
with nothing in my hands.
Where are you now?
and how is it
I am alive here —
as snow begins
to fall?