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A few more Grand Canyon Shots from the South Rim of the canyon.

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Looking Back ~ South Rim GC

It hovers over the city dwellers, peeking around city buildings, train travelers, and from the North Rim of the Grand Canyon.

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The next day, we closed in on the South Rim

the north face of Humphreys began to fade

to a mere backdrop

left to stand with common tourists in the

amazement of nature

over the erosion of another natural wonder.

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Caught It!

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Humphreys Peak, HP Az

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Climbing Humphreys

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We walked a grass meadow to the forest edge

the lime green new growth of the pine

spread and opened a mile in to expose a hill of rock

too great for human hands

The easy slow switch backs lead through Aspen

tall white trunks rise from the fern forest floor.

We stumble over large rocks and exposed roots

the first two miles, getting acclimated to 11,000 ft

and then the knee lifts begin, slow scrambling past

false peaks to make it on top of an ancient volcano.

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There is a constant buzz at 12,633 feet, a live hive

hungry flies we see

south mountains draped in pines

a soft carpet of Aspen lies in the valley crooks below

The 360 degree view affords us the view of the North Rim and Walnut Canyon by just turning

a simple circle.

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The next day we watched Humphreys in the rear view mirror

Onward to see the Grand Canyon South rim as

soft sandaled tourists.

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(50/50 Photos were taken by my husband or me.)

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~ Flagstaff Arizona ~

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Flagstaff

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Thirty miles north of Sedona

lives the summer homes

of most desert dwellers, and the shadow

of Arizona’s highest peak.

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We’d come to ‘Flag’ to climb Mt. Humpheys

the day of rest before

found us lolly-gagging around

easily paved tourist attractions that left

us feeling empty.

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We ate across the tracks before the train

bisected the city again

a hipster town, complete with

a university from the

historic landmarks

old hotels where New Years Eve

parties were spent watching

the pine cone drop

outside the Weatherford Hotel.

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Humphreys began at the low pine spread

easy, slow switch-backs in the Aspen forest

a bright green fern floor before the tall

white legs

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Careful steps climb for two-thirds of the way

watching roots and rock trip your feet

until knee lifts climb you the

last tired third to the top

the sand and lava rock tundra

of a volcano we can make out

at the peak, over the rock scramble

blew one million years ago.

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A live hive by the top

small hungry flies at 12,000 feet

mountains south of us were draped in pines

a soft carpet of Aspen lies in the valley

crooks below the mountain.

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Jerome, an old copper mining town.

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Jerome

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Nearby Jerome copper mines

turned the grassy meadow brassy

to the taste of a bleak landscape

lowering from ancestral Pueblos’ mazes.

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Toward the hills of a glistening J

the lights of Jerome draw

day-time travelers to sit sipping beer

from the balcony of an old Asylum.

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Turquoise infused Juniper wood

lies in the precious glassed galleries

where the locals tell time on spring-loaded clocks

bouncing from ‘8’ balls

anything to tell us what the sun is doing.

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The town joy engulfed with the most experimental

and expressive of arts, for a conservative

valley of straight-laced thinkers.

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See the Pura Gallery online or in person if you visit Jerome.

http://www.puravidagalleryjerome.com/

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Montezuma’s Castle ~ 2012

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Montezuma’s Castle

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Montezuma’s Castle

sits too tall to climb without ladders

pale white adobes, pressed

together with women palms

centuries ago

since then, ancient sycamores

grow in the stream beds.

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Cathedral Rock ~ Sedona

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Cathedral Rock

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High on the formation

The bugs southern tinny song

Comes and goes with the gusting wind

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Black birds open up a white wingspan to fly

down to ancient sycamores growing in the stream.

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Out West ~ Sedona

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Praying in the Desert

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Long shadows on the hollow rock

walking among monuments of the desert

the agave century plant blooms pads of self-rising yellow buds.

The Ave Maria of the mountains

field song swelling in the Chapel of the Holy Cross

the red risen church with low benches for praying

and viewing the psychedelic flowers of the desert.

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(50/50 Pictures by me or my husband)

 

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Out West Poems – Into Sedona

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From the Colorado North, into Sedona

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We ride over a corner and the Ponderosa Pine

falls suddenly off to the left.

Entering the Oak Creek Canyon narrows

down to Sedona.

We walked a figure eight around the courthouse

then bell rock, a four mile entry into the city we’d call home for the next four nights.

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Open Sedona
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Sun iron details

around gated entrances

open Sedona

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A tall ponderosa pine forest

along the drive of oak creek canyon falls

music beats through the intimate canyon river

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From where we lodged we walked

around bell rock and the courthouse

with long shadows stepping on

hollow rock sounds

around the vortex.

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The agave blooms life size

lily pad blossoms

held skyward and toward

the simple and very significant structure

The Chapel of the Holy Cross

we see from a climb up

Cathedral Rock.

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Psychedelic colors of the desert blend

between sky blue, white purple, green

red-pink and lean down to the

Verde Valley, lush trees around Oak Creek

where small black birds open up a bright white

wing span.

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Gallery Night ~ This Thursday {The 6th}

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This Thursday, September 6th, at 6pm
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join us at The Main Street Gallery for a solo show by
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Melanie Steffl Thompson

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The Main Street Gallery is located at 145 East Main Street in Historic Downtown St. Clairsville. Join is for fine conversation, beautiful artwork, snacks and coffee. Melanie spent an artists’ residency in Romania during the summer of 2011, and these works represent the landscape of her memory. They are crafted with her fine sense of observation including the rhythms of life, inspiration, society, travel and hope. But, that is only my small observation. The paintings are inspired from her time spent abroad. Come, join us, and tell us what you think.