TC: Following Rivers into the Night

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Edge of the Amargosa Desert: Maynard Dixon, 1927 (Nevada Museum of Art)

for Ed Dorn

I guess it’s because

the only things left in this West

I can have any real

respect for

are beauty of character

and beauty of nature

and you know the two

breed one another

in those long miles where

there is nothing to do

as the sun goes down

over the flat horizon

but watch it slowly gild

the surfaces of rivers

from the Belle Fourche

(or Foosh, as the locals say)

to the Cimarron

which will push on into

the darkness with its light

flickering over them like a skin.