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Her mountain was tall and steady with wide shoulders and white hair. She would watch how sunset made the edges of her mountain glimmer. She loved her mountain like she had loved her old father, but the high white mountain, her...

at Eden’s birth you weren’t Jemez at Gethsemane’s death maybe your evolving canyon walls chiseled by wind and spring waters valleys of antiquity beckoning rattlesnakes spiders lizards Pueblo Indians and pioneers a creation of...

out of their caves igloos or yurts thatched roofs adobe walls seeking direction searching for seasons over tundra or mountain through valley or forest crossing rivers and oceans feast and famine place of birth depth of death...

today I turned an age you’ll never turn   Jennifer Gurney lives in Colorado where she teaches, paints, writes and hikes. Her poetry is widely published, two of her poems have won international contests and one was turned...

oh for the days when we all thought… stages of grief had a progression and an end

these early days my shell is newly cracked my wings are drying, still I have not found my way

what will it feel like to sit on your bench watching the sun set and our old life without you