Just after Dawn, Wolverton Camp
I
drank too much last night, laughed too much,
ate
more than was good for me.
I
do that too often. We all do,
and
this morning my eyes are bright with dawn,
and
I’m blowing steam, stomping like a horse
who hates the long wait in his
paddock.
No
one’s moving, so I take my hangover,
my
garbage sack belly and trudge
without
even a pack
up
the side of the mountain,
puffing
because of yesterday
and
46 years of nights like that,
and
there has never been a morning like this one.
I
am alone unless you count
raccoons,
scrub jay, deer and the whole cast,
just
me sweating last night’s sin,
just
me walking where I’ve never been,
going
home.
John Brantingham is Sequoia and Kings Canyon National Park’s first poet laureate. His work has been featured in hundreds of magazines and The Best Small Fictions 2016. He has ten books of poetry and fiction including The L.A. Fiction Anthology (Red Hen Press) and A Sublime and Tragic Dance (Cholla Needles). He teaches at Mt. San Antonio College. He and his wife, Ann, teach poetry, fiction, and art classes in Sequoia and Kings Canyon.
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