Wrangell Fare
Crackles of snow in midlit-air.
This Wrangell fare!
Aflame, the Alaskan forest
of calm and rest.
Salmonberry sparks, deep yellow —
knobbly, mellow.
Raspberry red and mute orange —
berry-torrent.
Tasting its sweet, perfume of life.
Backwoods — no strife.
Cool crunch of footprints at midnight.
Late Spring so bright.
5/28/2019
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