Words: Blaine Peetso 2024-06-17 09:45:30

Fall in the Desert, sketch
2023
Ink on paper
5” X 7½”
Artwork: Richard Harrington
Sunlight hit the face of my face,
searching for old ways
to make me new again.
A lone prayer danced on four winds
toward the distant start
of a supine sky,
only to drift toward the river
when it got there.
There were no pillows strung
between the canyon walls,
no sudden moment of clarity.
Just aspen colony whispers
and a trout’s brief asphyxiation,
glinting in suspension,
like a lost dream hinting
at the limits of solitude.
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