Clambering up the rocks of a dry wash gully,
warped sandstone, by the San Juan River,
look northward to stony mountains
shifting clouds and sun
---despair at how the human world goes down
Consult my old advisers
“steady” they say
“today”
Published with this note:(At Slickhorn Gulch on the San Juan River, 1999)
This is in Utah, near the Grand Canyon.
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