Someone wise said to me
“A person can learn
certain things out West.
If you go to the right places,
if you look and listen carefully.”
So I went into the desert,
to a valley with angular spaces.
Listening to wind
scrape sandstone smooth,
looking at faces
disguised as clouds
I learned one certain thing
– this is going to take a long time.
Do you know what I mean?
I am editing/rewriting older poems.
So if you think you have seen this before, you have.