to say that a landscape
can never be clamorous
disregards the wild
hearts within it,
forgets the crows
and casts no winds
an outlook is only
sometimes peaceful,
and mostly uproarious
© Sarah Whiteley
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on days when I cannot be here –
in the sense that my vigor
for living rebels –
I can instead be tucked
among the clutches of brush
on the high plateau
can instead snaps bits
of silvery desert sage,
crush it, inhaling –
we are both of us escaped
and wilder here
© Sarah Whiteley
I am becoming
the color of fall
when it stoops
to November,
russet when it
succumbs to gray
in quiet,
unnoticed ways
until suddenly
the briar leans
bare against
the fence
bleak, wild
and forgettable
© Sarah Whiteley
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