The El Tovar had room but there was no sunset
gradual grey through the western clouds
as mist filled infinite space for a perfect
five minutes the Angel appeared bright fire
streaked across miles of red earth and I
had no one to tell so held the glory alone
Catharine is a doctor practicing geriatrics just north of San Francisco, and working on a MFA in poetry and narrative medicine. Her fantasy is to go on continuing medical education cruises and teach the doctors to write poetry. Her new chapbook, Brats, is just out from Finishing Line Press.