Posted on February 26, 2020
by Elan Mudrow
There’s a quietness about the river broken by a random leap, splash of steelheads. a prairie hawk loses a feather. The natives drink a loud liquor on their fishing platforms, dip nets looking for fish who choose to become parts of ceremonies. The…
Category: PoetryTags: Art, Backpacking, Hiking, LeslieWestMountainTraveling, Life, Love, Nature, Photography, Poem, Poetry, WilliamStaffordTraveling, Writing
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