in the mountains, beyond every sightline, a potential top... but - more likely - just more to climb.
Beyond Sight [Kyōka]
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Category Archives: Hiking
Escaping the Cave [Common Meter]
Climbing a mountain, I feel like I've escaped Plato's cave. My senses reel as though they're a crew of newly freed slaves. The sky is bluer, rivers green, each grit granule is clear. And even at the very edge, there's ease in feeling fear. By "ease" I mean not frozen stiff, but like a friend so dear that one can take one's grand peril, a gift received with cheer. Take me to the mountains, I say, where it's serene and real, and I can open up my sight to a world that's ideal.
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One Day: Four Seasons [Haiku]
a full four seasons, from snow to sweaty t-shirt: one mountain pass
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DAILY PHOTO: Mount Batur, Bali
DAILY PHOTO: Granite Lumps Under Monsoon Skies, Ramanagara
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DAILY PHOTO: In Karakol National Park
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DAILY PHOTO: Gundamagere Lake from Makalidurga Hill
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DAILY PHOTO: Makalidurga Cliffside
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I’ve Never Been Lost in the Woods [Sonnet]
I've never been lost in the woods, though I've been lost so many times. I've been lost in my neighborhood, and I've been lost within my mind. You say the trees look all the same. I say that's some speciesist shit. No. I don't know the trees by name, but that doesn't matter a whit. I've never been lost in the woods: lost means wishing to be elsewhere. Lost is all about "woulds" and "coulds." But I'm not lost if I don't care: don't care I don't know this exact spot, 'cause I know precisely where I'm not!
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Green Forest [Haiku]
thin canopy woods.
light hits the grassy ground
and it glows green
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