Impossible Empty Poem by J.J. Bach

Impossible Empty

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Silent aching vastness
Wind caressing. Always blowing by. Softly
Impossible blue sky arching overhead
Heat pressing. Hard and dry
Viewing from the edge
Is looking down into Agency Creek basin
Ground level crickets chirping
Viewing from the edge is a look into forever
Drawing me back up to big sky
And imagining what this pass was like
Back in the day
When two million miles of unknown
Surrounded Lewis and Clark

Impossible Empty
Tuesday, July 11, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: explorer,history,mountains
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
It's hard to find words to describe the immensity of the landscape in some places. This place is Lemhi Pass looking down/east into the Agency Creek basin. It's even harder though to describe the deep quiet overarching this place. Harder still to imagine this place in 1802 when Sacajawea led Lewis and Clark through this. Millions of square miles of big quiet empty. Very profound to be there and imagine what this was like then. It's amazing like it is now!
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