Cruising the North Pacific, the Gulf of Alaska, and Glacier Bay offers profound poetic visions as my ship plies cold northern waters. Two sea lions loll on a red buoy. An otter sails by on an ice floe. A bald eagle, then another, graces a subdued sky, misted by rain. A distant grizzly bear plods on ground rising higher each year by melting glaciers.
On the flight home, mountain peaks pierce the clouds as my plane soars away from the powerful beauty of Alaska.
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Rita Coleman senses “the wild rumble of sky/ and earth before it rattles the bones of the living.” She sees human beings as “tribes of stars . . . in the blue knowing.” She challenges the mythical Narcissus to find “mirrored passion . . . rather than the shallow reflection of his face in a pond.” Her spare and surprising lines bring sunshine into the depth of our existence.
–David Lee Garrison, Author of Playing Bach in the DC Metro
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