Mist on Mount Abe by Jack Mayer
Mist on Mount Abe By Jack Mayer I climb up Battell Trail, a spur off the Long Trail, into Mount Abe’s mist, pastel painted for Fall. Autumn insects awaken, hung-over with summer’s excess. South wind stirs dying foliage, not yet for the last time, till they fall. Yellow leaves my diamond-studded trail. As “Mountain Poet”, […]
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