Somewhere in my sleep
Tapping,
bumping gently,
outside on the slope
ghostly images
shine in the moonlight.
I wake to hear
the snowflakes beat
upon my 5 AM tent fly,
whispering urgently
soto vocce
of the morning
coming down
the mountain amidst
arboreal spectres.
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(1976, Mokelumne Wilderness, Sierra Nevada Range)
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