Sunday, August 06, 2006

Mt. Washington, New Hampshire

Train number ten is dangerous.
Outside its cars, a precipice hides
in the mountain’s shadow
and I am small as a pebble.
On this train all of us shrink
in the ominous fog and wind
but the conductor is oblivious:
he does pull-ups on the railing,
throws a few shovels of coal
on the boiler, poses for pictures.
He’s thinking of his girl down the mountain.
He’s remembering their date last night,
the cold beer and billiards game.
I’m thinking this train is a fallen horse
about to slide backward like a lost star
to crash at the bottom.
I know the Diapensia on the slope
is two hundred years old.
I know that cairns mark the way
for hikers and train escapees.
I shouldn’t worry about the wind.
I shouldn’t worry about the ravines
I know are there.
The conductor is dozing up front
and does not see the fog clear when I do.
He doesn’t see land appear, or the clouds
strewn on a luminous, vast horizon
that makes me grasp for my useless
small camera just as the train halts
on the top of the world.

© 2005 Christine Klocek-Lim


texas haijin said...

i really enjoyed this!

Christine Klocek-Lim said...

Dustin, thanks! I'm pleased you enjoyed it.

ufukhati said...


I can see the natures very clearly.
& I enjoy your poem.

Christine Klocek-Lim said...

Darma, thank you!

Paula said...

Nice to see you back and read your new entries. Love the poem.

Eric said...

there is magic in fog . . .

Rus Bowden said...

Hi Christine,

It's great. So you've been there. Of course. What do they say? . . . "No one came here to die." But there are cairns that mark and memorialize where hikers didn't make it to the top. Mt. Washington is an amazing place.

Love the poem. It brought me there again.


Christine Klocek-Lim said...

Paula, thanks for stopping by. I'm just getting back into the swing of things. Glad you like the poem. :-)

Eric, there certainly is, as you know. So many of your photos and art use fog. Thanks!

Rus, I've been there three times, but haven't hiked the mountain yet. I'm waiting until my boys are older. It's an amazing place, I agree. I'm glad the poem spoke to you. Have fun on your vacation!

its_baxter said...

i just fell in love with these images. they're amazing