Thursday, August 27, 2009
Sand grains dancing on the wind
Can create mountains.
Under a restless wind
They jump, twist, and shudder on,
It was my first visit to Great Sand Dunes; it’s funny how a word you haven’t used in polite conversation in decades (or ever?) effortlessly pops back into your vocabulary. As did “barchan” and “parabolic,” though the Park Naturalists didn’t seem to know what I was asking about.
How tiny the people are.
August 8, 2009