Backpacking by Michael Basinger

clear mountain valley with stars

too many for urban eyes

my freighted city drunk with evening light

bonfires against the dark

 

I read of many ways to Cold Mountain

just Han Shan’s graffiti

pissing on old age

last laugh for his old dry bones

 

back home

how long before I

forget to look up at all

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Categories: Issue 1 - Fall 2011, Periodicals, Poetry | Leave a comment

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