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American Life in Poetry: Column 75 by Ted Kooser, U.S. Poet Laureate

Of taking long walks it has been said that a person can walk offanything. Here David Mason hikes a mountain in his home state,Colorado, a
Of taking long walks it has been said that a person can walk offanything. Here David Mason hikes a mountain in his home state,Colorado, and steps away from an undisclosed personal loss into anotherstate, one of healing.

In the Mushroom Summer

Colorado turns Kyoto in a shower,
mist in the pines so thick the crows delight
(or seem to), winging in obscurity.
The ineffectual panic of a squirrel
who chattered at my passing gave me pause
to watch his Ponderosa come and go—
long needles scratching cloud. I'd summited
but knew it only by the wildflower meadow,
the muted harebells, paintbrush, gentian,
scattered among the locoweed and sage.
Today my grief abated like water soaking
underground, its scar a little path
of twigs and needles winding ahead of me
downhill to the next bend. Today I let
the rain soak through my shirt and was unharmed.

Reprinted by permission from "The HudsonReview," Vol. LIX, No. 2 (Summer 2006). Copyright © 2006 by DavidMason. This weekly column is supported by The Poetry Foundation, TheLibrary of Congress, and the Department of English at the University ofNebraska, Lincoln. This column does not accept unsolicited poetry.
I will be taking over the responsibility of posting this weekly column that Kevin has been posting. It will come out weekly, though the next couple will be posted right in a row since we are a little behind.

American Life in Poetry is a free weekly column for newspapers and online publications featuring a poem by a contemporary American poet and a brief introduction to the poem by Ted Kooser.

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  • michael thomas
    September 16, 2007
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    delightful poem. thank you for bringing it out of the stacks to us. Not hard to feel the love of moisture and earth and see all the flowers that pique me on walks through the wood. Our walks, so slow and measured are observation time and ALWAYS healing time for nature to reconnect with us. Thank you
  • dewbee
    October 12, 2006
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    atmospheric... i love getting caught in the rain

  • purple wings
    September 28, 2006
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    erm,i like it allthough i didnt get much from it.maybe i expect too much from my poetry or maybe it is because it doesnt rhyme.i appreciate the alphabet math,infact i love it but why couldnt he slay a demon or something when he reached the top?just a thought.
    Edited on Sep 28, 7:56 because ''.