Wendy Brown-Baez

Camping at the Chama

I'm going to Chicago!!!
I'm going to Chicago!!!

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She comes to the circle with dawn in her eyes:
she holds out a hand for the cowboy coffee steeped
in a tin coffeepot. Never knew

she thinks, it could take so long to
build a dream, a new world, she wants
to cross bridges and borders without language,

she has never felt so clean or so awake
as when she bathes in the stream,
sunshine her only mate. Wilderness

is her refuge, company her sanctuary,
gathered on the edge of the river,
peace-and-love her tent. It is a life

time ago but I still feel her breathing
inside me whenever I put my feet in
the kiddie pool and lean back

to taste the green of summer. She wouldn’t
know how to live through the frigid blast of
winter but I will teach her, even so.