by Suez Jacobson


Howie WolkeA long wait – almost 50 years – to learn

How deeply and completely

The wild magic of the Boundary Waters

Could burrow.

A self-identified mountain girl

Lost to still, flat black water

Contained by granite outcroppings

Layered in midnight green pines

Topped with iridescent spring birches.

 

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In a place of pure stillness.

 

A quiet a city dweller doesn’t know

And a peak bagger doesn’t experience. 

 

Savoring the indelible memory of

The night’s all-consuming darkness

Its lavish gift of stars,

The raucous cacophony of loons.

 

The fog and the suns

One in the sky

Another in the glassy flat water.

Silent contentment,

Gratitude,

Wild hope.


Boundary Waters S Jacobson


Suez, a member of the Board for Great Old Broads for Wilderness, is the executive producer and writer for the film "Wild Hope"—wildhopefilm.com. She is also professor emerita from Regis University in Denver.

 

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