Surrounded by leaning cedar trees
We drive slowly along narrow roads
Edged in with drifts of rusty pine needles
Hoping each curve will be the last.
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What could have driven them Deep into the mountains alone? Did it feel like a womb? Did it feel like a tomb? Wow, what a poem, so beautiful, so delicately written, so thought provoking.. Love your skill of writing dear poetess. Thanks for the nice poem.10+++++++++++++++
Like mendicant monks we keep moving. We feel utterly cut off from the familiar. We open the windows and smell the green...did it feel like a womb..... fine poetic imagaination..... your poetic heart wanders in the woods hearing the sounds of silence.. simply beautifullllllll. thank you dear poetess. tony
hey, suzanne! i suspect, even if i hadn't had a prose preview of this experience, that i would have appreciated your description which brought me in to share this experience. and the ending, with its wondering and looking back in time, gives it a satisfying depth of perspective. i thought of two poems of my own reading it, after all day hike and pristine. -glen