Whitman in Vegas by Jim Cohn

Whitman In Vegas

 

In my dream, I see Whitman in Vegas,

Scarlet caped, pulling up in a long

Black limousine, telling the crowd “I always win,

Walking deeper into that field you have made of yourself,

Unmoved by the wind––

Its famines and pestilence, upheavals crowded into months––

Knowing the peak has been revealed,

The summit of the peak right under you,

That’s surely no other peak, that’s no peak at all.”

  

Boulder, Colorado

8 August 2008

 

––Jim Cohn, from his forthcoming collection, Treasures of Heaven

photo by Scott Cohn