American Idyll

yes, the river knows

Friday, February 19, 2021

Eight Days In Seven Minutes



The days aren't
discarded or collected,
they are bees
that burned
with sweetness
or maddened the sting:
the struggle continues,
the journeys
go and come
between honey and pain.
No, the net of years
doesn't unweave:
there is no net.
They don't fall
drop by drop
from a river:
there is no river.
Sleep doesn't divide
life into halves,
or action, or silence, or honor:
life is like a stone, a single motion,
a lonesome bonfire reflected on the leaves,
an arrow, only one, slow or swift, a metal
that climbs or descends burning in your bones.
--Pablo Neruda
Still Another Day

Apollo Temple with Unkar Rapid
Cape Final with Unkar Rapid
Grand Canyon Time-Lapse River Trip
(eight days in seven minutes)

above Hance Rapid
Horseshoe Mesa and beyond

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