All Posts By: Byron McCoy
OASIS IN THE SKY
They climbed a switchback trail ascending through stands of aspen and lodgepole pines until where trees stunted then gave way to snow and lichen spread over rock scree and solid granite slopes. They set camp beside an alpine lake within a cradle of surrounding peaks that shone grey in day and changed lavender […]
AMAZING GRACE
I began rereading Les Miserables this week. I ended last night with the moment of Jean Valjean’s change in soul, when he sees himself and and life for what he is, and in the illumination of Bishop Bienvenu’s mercy, he wills himself to change. The words he cried, on knees, in the moment of […]
OPEN WILDS
During heat of day, they swam in the cooling waters of canyon stream; and in the eve, they made love on a blanket strewn upon bed of fallen needles beneath shadow of the pines as sky caught fire in last glory-flame of day. Sweet acridness of pine and the moisture-heat of love held in […]