Bio Note: After spending most of my adult life in cities I greatly enjoy living and writing in Bennington, VT where I host the 2nd Tuesday open mic (drop by if you're in the area), as well as the twice-monthly podcast series at www.poetryspokenhere.com. Recent books include Winter Poems and Green Mountain Meditations, both from FootHills Publishing.
Sometimes There’s a Glimpse
Lying flat out on volcanic ash at Craters of the Moon in Idaho, looking up at the million million stars standing on the National Mall surrounded by buildings of power, tears streaming down because the gospel choir broke on through. Evening shadows climb slowly up a hillside outside Taos. Venus on the horizon, the first stars. Somewhere a cloud reaches to a mountain, or does the mountain reach to the cloud? Moonlight on the water, ocean waves along the shore, my feet sink in wet sand.
©2020 Charlie Rossiter
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