Craig Steiger

Rookie (Fifties / Sierra Foothills)

Jackass Flats- December

Driving out Jackass Flat Road
Deeply chilled in December
Spending an warmth-free afternoon
With the good grey poet
Yet every rainpuddle shone
Along the washboard roadway,
Every surface brilliant, even dazzling
From yesterday's long soaking-
But now the storm's departed
Leaving a battered garrison of misshapen clouds
Wearing that bold brass December light
The winding road opening
To long views of rust-red buttes-
Rumbling the long way OUT
Takes your breath
Confirming the charmed life
That's found you

Submitted: Sunday, January 06, 2008
Edited: Sunday, June 29, 2008


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  • Rookie - 21 Points Tara Teeling (8/21/2008 4:26:00 PM)

    You really know how to capture a moment. I really enjoy this kind of poetry, as it does more than link the words together. It gives a series of flickering pictures, complete with sound and smell, and it brings us there, to the place where the beauty lived. I never thought I would be able to write that about a place called Jackass Flats, but there you have it. Maybe you didn't either, and that's why you wrote it. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie L. K. Thayer (1/6/2008 12:10:00 PM)

    'confirming the charmed life that's found you' - your writing has a musicality to it. (Report) Reply

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