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All That Separates Us
by Kristina Woodhillwindow to window
we pushed and pressed
eyes and shoulders
bumping as close as possible to wild
artificial eyes unshuttering
in front
preserving our short memories
a mechanical click language
repeating throughout
accompanied by human exclamations
words like “oooh” quick-stepping
with words like “aaaaah”
mingling with re-discovery
of creation
grandeur
glacial changes
marking time
wild, worn teeth casually grazing
on our reborn
vision of splendor
Denali
06/25/2013
Author's Note: Denali National Park - on the way to a back country lodge. Clear skies, lush green, unbelievable.
Posted on 06/25/2013
Copyright © 2024 Kristina Woodhill
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 06/25/13 at 07:01 PM I've not made it to Alaska yet. Maybe one of these days. I may have told you my oldest nephew and his wife are both National Park Rangers up there and have been there for years. I'm not sure they are every coming back. They love it. |
| Posted by Uriel Tovar on 06/26/13 at 05:36 PM god what an awesome image. thanks for the read. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/28/13 at 04:28 AM I like poetics here, like walking a tightrope, right in the middle, neither under and over stated. |
| Posted by Paul Lastovica on 07/09/13 at 11:52 AM I often dislike the process of photographing nature; as a recreation of that splendor can never suffice; and when it can't suffice it exaggerates.
Yet, without descriptive words of that environment, you've taken me somewhere - into a moment of awe. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 07/29/13 at 11:35 AM Kristina, Nature has a good friend and spokesperson in you as does Language and it is becoming increasing clear your love of both and in the right hands, and your hands are right for such as occasion themselves to amalgam the two and create such beauty as you are always seeming to do. |
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