Lew Welch Going Into the Mountains with His Rifle by Mike James

for Jacob Johanson

He didn’t walk all the way to Mexico to see any dancers
He didn’t learn how the moon tastes in May rain
Or how to drink the sun off any green leaf

Some paths never circle back no matter how far they stretch
Even paths that reach above the tree line
Where clouds moisten breath

5 Responses to “Lew Welch Going Into the Mountains with His Rifle by Mike James”

  1. Fine short breath of a poem, Mike.

    John

  2. Carter Monroe Says:

    Fine piece.

  3. Great stuff, Mike. I thought it was a pistol, though I could be probably am wrong. Anyway thanks.

  4. Christophe Hodgson Says:

    I really like this one Mike, the line which goes ~~~” SOME PATHS NEVER CIRCLE BACK ” ~~~ is an absolute wonder. Lew Welch, one of the greats, sadly not so well known over here in England as over there in USA.

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