& so / she travels
up the valley to slocan city
not much of a city
pop. 324
living ghost town / gold rush left overs
where side walks disappear under grass& moss / back into the earth
not really sure which houses are inhabited
when she first arrives / dark ness begins to set in
fall dusk / she runs to the garden
& picks 2 large beets / tops green /
this is her craving
this is her retreat / house sitting
in an alien town / time for work
*
here / this room / technology
doesn't matter where you are as long as you are plugged in
she unpacks / only to realize
she has forgotten / the box with the
manuscript / all the notes / & her tooth brush
one nights sleep decides the need for her own
pillow / & the mouse / her mouse /
later the next after noon
the box is delivered / her husband meets her
half way on the high way / what do you do when i'm not here
he asks / i don't know she answers /
he turns around & drives away
today / along the old highway bed / along
the shore of slocan lake / she walks
the 'old tunnel road' / she doen't make it to the tunnel /
afraid the rock cliffs above her will collapes
sending cascades of rocks / boulders she is also /
afraid of bears &
afraid of the deafening quiet / ah this is nature
she sees a squirrel eating a large mushroom /
he drops it / the mushroom rolls down the bank into the lake
/ / / the lake is full of log booms / wind blows
each section of water in to a different pattern ofripples /
a cross the water the lumber mill
blows steam / towers against the edge of the lake /
the smell of fresh lumber fills the air / /
there is sun shine / but the wind is brisk ice
the high est mountain peaks are covered in fresh
snow/ the sky looms near black / clouds thick grey
the maples are decide lee autumn / the green
leaves move toward full flush pinks & reds
eye candy / poets delight / autumns small reward / /
true to form / clouds deliver cold rain
& the bright of day is over
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