A Cool Summertime Choice When You Live In Tucson — Image by kenne
“The mind wanders. A million
Summers, night air still and the rocks
Warm. Sky over endless mountains.
All the junk that goes with being human
Drops away, hard rock wavers
Even the heavy present seems to fail
This bubble of a heart.“
— from the poem “Piute Creek” by Gary Snyder
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