Today’s post features poet Tonja Woelber and her work “Exit Glacier, July”: Rocky mountains ring me with spires, circle me in snow-streaked arms, magnify the melody of mossy streams; crystal water cascades over stone, violets appear at every turn. Wonder and delight combine in a paradise of endless day until I see enormous shoulders coming down a green slope yards away, rippling with black fur, each paw as wide as its leg, and feel the needle of adrenalin spark my blood and telescope my vision, every sinew poised for flight. Her eyes meet mine, her nose twitches she turns, bolts uphill as lightning speed, leaves and branches fly skyward in her wake. I drop in a meadow of bluebells, gasp for air. Tonja Woelber is a member of the collaborative group Ten Poets. She has lived in Anchorage for 31 years, enjoying the mountains in all weathers. Her favorite poets are Anna Akhmatova, Sylvia Plath and Tu Fu. Read more of this lovely poetry in the new issue of Cirque! Buy your copy on our website: cirquejournal/.
Posted on: Fri, 02 Aug 2013 16:48:38 +0000