Too Late?

Every year he drives up from Washington parks his camper on the land spends weeks watching the clapping of leaves in the wind, how the river goosenecks in the valley, …

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The snow kept falling and ice seized as winter pressed dark and hard Exhaustion mounted layered high as the banks of a deep river draining your strength, dry. Though no …

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          They say when you come to the end of your life           your memory reaches back to those practices        …

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Human artifacts poke out of the ice: a thermos of coffee, magazines, a woman’s purse, shoes, a child’s doll: intact after the plane crashed in icy blue mountains circling the …

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Snow City

Only 2 cents per acre Seward’s folly, “Wal-russia”  tent city at the mouth of Ship Creek, 1914 where Quonset huts were first homes, “a half tin can turned on its …

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