An explosion of color
from earth’s palette;
its artist created
beautiful elaborate
painted landscapes.
Steeped in history,
both honorific and horrible;
past and present co-existing.
Teaching and learning.
Arizonians cactus-tough,
earth-wise; yet, gentle
and giving people.
The legacy of the
Southwest civilization.
The sun striking –
drying, reddening, heat.
Cool evenings caressing –
healing sun’s harshness.
Never ending cycle.
The heavy rains come,
virtually drowning all
in its path.
Atoning for its year
long absence?
The nighttime winds
lull you to sleep;
then re-arrange your
outside furniture for a
morning surprise.
And I, but a visitor,
enjoying the grace and
harsh elegance of such
a beautiful world
unto itself.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Observations from my time in AZ.
Jan Toomer
(APR 97)
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