Issue 5 – Wiedemann2


Barbara Wiedemann

On Writing

Slipping away
are the day’s tasks
and yesterday’s problems
displaced by a lone dragonfly,
and a chipmunk with a tail
synchronized to its warning chirp,
displaced by the nearby sage and pinyon pines,
the more distant Mono Lake to the east
and the mountains of Yosemite to the west.
Even the rumble of cars and motorcycles
ascending Tioga Pass
has its place.
When the transition is made
possibilities emerge.