encounters - work from January, 2017
Deba, País Vasco, Spain
7 June 2016
encounters
haze grown red in the furnace of the setting sun and was
it here that I first encountered you? floated through currents
in the wake of migrating birds gently pushing the cold
evening air and quickly I breathed this same air in the time
you
I first encountered and the rooting black bear on densely
tangled mountainside held up by a wooden twisted
rope of rhododendron and this was where, climbing the turn
of a switchback on the edge of a frigid windblown ridge
I did in fact or memory first encounter you as
we descended a slow stretch of years to a rocky, cliff-
strewn coastline on the Cantabrian Sea as edges of
sharply ridged rock spines sloped forebodingly into the sea
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