new old kid on the blog,
with an occasional
old or new poem written off
the old writer's block
Dreamy! And I've been there. When I was in grad school ('74-'76) my route between Denver and Vancouver BC took me through Billings, Bozeman, Butte, Missoula, Spokane, etc. Big Sky indeed!
Thanks, Joe--you were going west then, my young man while yours truly was eastward bound after spending 75-76 working as a night reception desk clerk at the Morrison Hotel in Seattle--wonder if our cars passed going in opposite directions? Nice to think so.
V,That wide, frigid swatch of outer space became familiar back in the mid-to-late 70s, vividly recalled by this poem.Caused the ancient mind to drift back to such scenes as those on view in pix #4, 7, 11, 14, 17 here.
That was quite a trip you and Ed went on and your poet's eye mined jewels out of the landscape.