While driving from our home in Yakima, Washington to Seattle, a mere 2 hours away over the Cascade Mountain range, we must pass through some of the most bleak but beautiful terrain before getting to the rain and moss of the West side of the mountains. I hope this gives one a tiny window into this geography.
Yakima to Ellensberg
July 21, 2010
Mottled and tustled blows
the Spring lint of fields;
hills blown dry in Summer’s bosom.
Little drunk parch-ed promise
whispers her secrets.
Moving over the gentle curves of
her brown back, full-breasted,
bloated not from watered spring
but gloating in perpetual want –
satisfied with less; less than satisfied
having drawn her drink from wells unseen.
I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills…