Poetry / To Climb Above Timberline (Analysis)

TO CLIMB ABOVE TIMBERLINE

Just past tamarack, a nest of brown wrens:
dead end, scrabble too loose
to traverse, blue-grey granite
‘bulder ston’, meerschaum overgrown by
knewal, pale green, tenacious weed.
Cleats slip on yellow coltsfoot.

Crawl down defeated, ascent ended
near noontime; too steep this acclivity.
Thirsty - a twist of lemon peel -
now descend most listless. Sudden
snowbright crest flash
sunburst in cerulean:
another stumble - pitched headfirst:
limb broken, pitiable failure.

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