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Hoodoo
Hoodoo
The hoodoos rested here a while
And turned to face the great Bow River
Rocks and pine trees at their backs
This family of albino giants
Wind hewn and born of the water
White wolves of the sedimentary
Standing on the Inuit trail
That led them from the turqoise tumult
Towering to Alberta skies
That shimmer in the August heat
These monoliths of time s...
Friday 5th June 2020 4:29 pm
The Hoodoos
The Hoodoos
Under Sulphur Mountain’s
sedimentary gaze,
the great Bow River
slithers like a serpent,
its milky green waters
spitting and striking
at the soft banks -
a venomous erosion
amid the cascades
foaming tumult.
The mighty Cree
etched totem poles
the size of these great
spruce and fir,
back-lit by the waning
Wolf Moon.
...Sunday 17th March 2013 8:01 pm
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