Saturday, August 1, 2020

Poetry: Adirondack August

Adirondack August

Cutting wood and carrying water
Mind empty with no effort
Nearly stepped in the spring
I hum all day and no repetition
Wind soughs through fir balsams
Night silence so thick I hear it
Can’t keep things straight
Stars don’t seem to mind

Read More Poems From The Adirondack Almanack HERE.

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Ed Zahniser retired as the senior writer and editor with the National Park Service Publications Group in Harpers Ferry, West Virginia. He writes and lectures frequently about wilderness, wildlands, and conservation history topics. He is the youngest child of Alice (1918-2014) and Howard Zahniser (1906–1964). Ed’s father was the principal author and chief lobbyist for the National Wilderness Preservation System Act of 1964. Ed edited his father’s Adirondack writings in Where Wilderness Preservation Began: Adirondack Writings of Howard Zahniser, and also edited Daisy Mavis Dalaba Allen’s Ranger Bowback: An Adirondack farmer - a memoir of Hillmount Farms (Bakers Mills).


2 Responses

  1. Bob Meyer says:

    “The night silence so thick I can hear it.” speaks to my heart.
    Thanks Ed!

  2. Bill Ott says:


    I was never a poetry fan – until now. Your 43 words are truly a work of art!

    Bill Ott
    Lakewood, Ohio