Six Moments on Little Buckingham Mountain

Six Moments on Little Buckingham Mountain

Six Moments on Little Buckingham Mountain I Full-moon light lights forest.

Criss-cross shadows of ten-thousand branches entangle mine.

I walk a forbidden path.

II Fox doesn’t care if you stare.

III Trees grew tall, hemming in this abandoned tractor, cock-eyed tire, bent steering wheel.

No where to go but here.

IV Stack of carefully balanced stones rise, largest to smallest from a hewn tree’s stump.

Who built it?

Who will tear it down?

V Township sign reads: Stay on the Path.

I disobey.

Scramble up the back slope of a stoney escarpment to view the valley below.

VI Geese call from man-made reservoir off trail left.

Pause to listen.