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.