Raspberry Ridges

image by glenn buttkus

Raspberry Ridges

Rainier
loomed large on
the cusp
of my childhood;

out
an elementary
school window, over
a back fence, at

the
end of a street, reflected
in lakes, and always depicted
on phone book covers,
neon signs
and centennial
quarters,

appearing this morning
snow ablaze
with sunrise, like
a red spirit, all tall
and raspberry and
mystical.

Glenn Buttkus


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November 2011