Monday, April 16, 2007

kate perpetua

the rain is sleeping in,
the morning i leave yachats..
bleeding hearts, lupin..
rhodies in expansive bloom..
surprise! surprise!
lilacs are uncurling the scent
that i remembre in may!
the locals say it is not early
so i surmise that i must be heading south!

the road is ever upward..
the height of the cliffs
make my knees weebly.
cape perpetua..neptune's picnic,
devil's churn, cook's chasm;
mighty dramatic sights!

enlivened by the landscape,
dodging recreation vehicles
and cars that pass in a bleep..
i am in the zone..when..
a small motor home draws to a stop
on the other side of the road;
a woman get outs and shouts..
dunja!

holy moly! who is that?
kate and john m. (from anacortes)
have spotted me..
i am invited in for a cuppa!
o my o

we are both equally dazzled
at the likelihood of the happening..
pleased as punch..to be exact!

we speak of travel, mothers and children,
art and the longevity of marriages..
i figure this is as good an opportunity as any
to offer up the precious yet weighty
homemade mustard..
(i was invited into their home, yes?)
for something lighter!
kate came through with a hand-painted card
from john's aunt? sister?
who is a nun in the holy redeemer convent
near portland!

there is a tunnel up ahead
so they drive me through;
over a bridge that needs patching..
we say our good-byes at a turn-around..
they heading north..
i, south for the sea lion caves!

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