What it is

June 2010: In a desperate attempt to stave off senility, the monkey began writing a poem a day. By summer's end he'd begun to run out of versified political rants and philosophical bloviations. Then he hit on the improbable idea of writing micro fiction in the form of Elizabethan sonnets. Eureka. The birth of the "Sonnets From Other Lives" series. Two hundred plus lives later, he's still at it.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

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Sonnets From Other Lives: Ray & Celeste

six hours--four miles--fifteen hundred feet
of elevation gain. the day was hot
& dusty. she & I were nearly beat,
but when we saw that turquoise water we both got
nekkid--dared & dove into a lake
that weeks ago was still covered in snow.
the brief immersion & the fast escape
washed away the dust & sweat & left us glow-
ing in the early evening sun. we pitched our tent,
cooked dinner, hung our food--hoping the bears
would be too dumb to pull it down--then went
scrambling above the lake. night air
crystallized the sky. we watched the show:
starlight from a billion years ago.

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