Wilderness and Nature

A poem for tonight – longing for light, flow, cycles of life

Kenai River, Pegge Erkeneff, Fall

Kenai River, Alaska


Riverbed

Through the salt mouth of the river
They come past the dangling mesh of gillnets
And the purse-mouthed seines, past the fisherman’s last
strands
By quarter-light where the beheaded herring
Spiral against the tide, seeing the shadowy others
Hold still, then slash, then rise to the surface, racked
And disappearing—now deepening slowly
In the flat mercurial calm of the pulp mills, groping
Half clear at last and rising like the stones below them
Through swifter and swifter water, the salmon returning

– David Wagoner

Ponder
Is there a landscape or land or that you will advocate for, fight for, speak for?

As for me, salmon grab me, won’t let go.
How about you? What landscape are you passionate for? Where do you connect with wildness?

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