Thursday, February 14, 2008

I Think I can, I Think I Can...

I'm posting a poem and it's Thursday! (It's Laura's fault. ;-P)

This is a portion of the poem "The Spell of the Yukon" by Robert Service. It's too long a poem to type the whole thing out, but here are a few verses that epitomize why Alaska makes you sit, and sit, and gaze with your eyes open and your mouth shut. This poem is meant to be lingered over...

"I've stood in some mighty-mouthed hollow
That's plumb full of hush to the brim;
I've watched the big, husky sun wallow
In crimson and gold and grow dim,
Till the moon set the pearly peaks gleaming,
And the stars tumbled out, neck and crop;
And I've thought that I surely was dreaming,
With the peace o' the world piled on top."

"The summer-no sweeter was ever;
The sunshiny hills all athrill;
The grayling aleap in the river,
The bighorn asleep on the hill.
The strong life that never knows harness;
The wilds where the caribou call;
The freshness, the freedom, the farness-
O God! how I'm stuck on it all."

"The winter! the brightness that blinds you,
The white land locked tight as a drum,
The cold fear that follows and finds you,
The silence that bludgeons you dumb.
The snows that are older than history,
The woods where the weird shadows slant;
The stillness, the moonlight, the mystery,
I've bade them good-by - but I can't."

"There's gold, and it's haunting and haunting;
It's luring me on as of old;
Yet it isn't the gold that I'm wanting
So much as just finding the gold.
It's the great, big, broad land 'way up yonder,
It's the forests where silence has lease;
It's the beauty that thrills me with wonder,
It's the stillness that fills me with peace."

Every time I leave I say I won't go back, but darned if I haven't just made reservations to go to Rachel's wedding in Anchorage in May. And I'm looking forward to it. Weird.

1 comment:

Laura said...

Congratulations on making it on Thursday! Wow. He got it right. There is something about Alaska that gets inside of you and doesn't leave. I think I will always be a little homesick for Alaska, even when I don't have any family there anymore, if/when that ever happens.

I'm glad you're coming to the wedding!