Another World
The first time we saw
the red rocks of Sedona,
Skye turned to me
and cried, “Oh, Son,
it's like another world!”
And so it was.
And as surprising
as a sunrise
rising from the earth,
that paradise of blood
earth rose
in forms of innocent
creation telling
stories of its genesis
with whirlwind-sculpted
characters in passion
play. “And it's alive,”
I answered Skye.
Driving north
on Arizona Highway
One-seventy-nine
beneath that slickrock
mythological
scenario, we reached
the city of Sedona,
spread below its drama
like an audience
without the wherewithal
to leave the theater after
the final act has played
before their starstruck eyes.
Instead, they remain to watch
the next show and the next,
until they become a rival
show, a fallen body,
and, in fact, another world.
~Son Rivers 2006
COLD AND SOLITUDE
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Freezing weather here after a snowfall. Here again is a winter hokku by
Hashin: No sky, no earth;Only snowCeaselessly falling. And here is Kimio
Eto playin...
3 months ago
1 comment:
There are some sights that stay in your memory forever - and that was one of them. BTW - very nice poem.
~b
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