Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Canyon stories

















There are stories this land writes in stone, patterns
of wind on rock, water on sand. There's calligraphy in
a coyote's lope down the draw, a vulture's wings
spread against relentless blue.

In the near blackness of midnight,
wind roars down canyon like a flash flood,
blurring everything, raining sand onto upturned
faces, making the stars invisible.

A tumbleweed appears like a silent animal,
suddenly looming out of the darkness of
the creek bed and, just as quickly, gone.

All night, sand continues to scour the tent,
until the air is stilled by the dawn
under the watchful eyes of the last stars.

A canyon wren's song, like drops
of water, falls note by note from the cliff face.


8 Comments:

Blogger Zhoen said...

Ancient beaches...

4/15/2008 5:08 PM  
Blogger Sky said...

the last 2 lines describe perfect serenity. this is as beauitful as the images you post.

4/16/2008 1:00 AM  
Anonymous marja-leena said...

Wonderful images and words! As you know I love both petroglyphs and interesting rocks formations and you have both! I'm quite envious that you are able to see them not far from where you live :-) I'd love to see more photos, and what you write inspired by them!

4/16/2008 2:38 PM  
Blogger Bitterroot said...

These words and images bring back floating down the Colorado River, just as clearly as if I were there...

4/16/2008 7:16 PM  
Blogger Ruahines said...

Kia ora MB,
I stumbled across your blog via Pohangina Pete, one of my favourites. This is really beautiful, both the words and the photos. I just recently reread Desert Solitaire by Edward Abbey and find it somewhat synchronistic to see your beautiful post. Kia ora!
Ka kite,
Robb

4/16/2008 9:08 PM  
Blogger alan said...

Just caught up; it's nice to find you here more often!

That sand is amazing, as are the words and images below. I borrowed Bonneville for a while, I hope you don't mind. Someday I'll see it in person, but until then...

Thank you!

alan

4/17/2008 1:37 AM  
Blogger MB said...

Thanks, all, for the comments.

Robb, kia ora. I failed to find an audio version of Abbey's work to listen to on the long drive to this area as I'd hoped to. Maybe on another trip. Glad you enjoyed this.

4/17/2008 5:43 PM  
Blogger Crafty Green Poet said...

Beautiful poem, especially the part about the calligraphy

5/14/2008 1:50 AM  

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