Of Least Resistance
Adirondacks
A Convenient Cloud
It waits as waits the sky,
Until the clouds go by,
Yet shines serenely on
With an eternal day,
Alike when they are gone,
And when they stay.
Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)
Friendship
Dreams of Conquest
Smoke on the Horizon
An ignorance a Sunset
Confer upon the Eye—
Of Territory—Color—
Circumference—Decay—
Its Amber Revelation
Exhilirate—Debase—
Omnipotence' inspection
Of Our inferior face—
And when the solemn features
Confirm—in Victory—
We start—as if detected
In Immortality—
Emily Dickinson
Poem 552
Morning's Mirror
Decay
The Great Range
Before You Know It
Moisture Rises
Spring's Dawn
To behold the daybreak!
The little light fades the immense and diaphanous
shadows,
The air tastes good to my palate.
Walt Whitman
Leaves of Grass
Colors Creep In
Beaver Country
Snow Melts