The View Along U.S. 40 in Mount Vernon Canyon, Colorado*, 1942
The Venturi Effect
We set guards in place on one side only,
not where the slope rises —
there we can see the wearing away
our effort makes for the climb to the top,
the scuff we imprint by crossing a line
too soon, ready but without time enough
to allow our sweat to nourish the scrub.
We can't wait to come up on the side
of the guards running the length of road
we will us to travel. It's a choice we make
after all: to pull over, to stop, to look down,
awake to where we've come — or just go on,
eyes straight ahead, ignoring the early warning
sign to our right, urging we take the curve
slower maybe slowly. In cold start conditions,
we have nothing to lose, we think. Needing
more room to breathe in rarefied air, we release
the choke, let up on the throttle, then gun
our engine through that stretch through the hollow
where light always vies with shadow.
© 2010 Maureen E. Doallas
I wrote this poem for One Shoot Sunday at One Stop Poetry, which today features a Picture Prompt Poetry Challenge using the image shown above.
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* Repository of Library of Congress, Prints and Photographs Division, Washington, D.C. (The image above is found here at the LOC's online catalogued collection and here on Flickr Commons Project, courtesy of One Shoot Sunday.)
Andreas Feininger, 1906 - 1999
George Eastman House Still Photograph Archive of Andreas Feininger's Work (selection of 130 images)