I am enamored with all things Mount Everest, and read every book I can find on the subject. I wrote these poems shortly after reading yet another book, pondering why certain people have such a drive to climb this mountain.
I took on both the persona of the mountain and of "Everyman" to explore how nature might "feel" to have humankind scrambling all over leaving chaos in their wake. In fact, they say the mountain is actually shrinking due to the constant climbing.
There are a few footnotes which are in brackets because I don't know how to superscript on the blog. Like this: .
“Goddess Mother of the World”
But denying blessing to most
Who come to pay homage
At your throne, and find only
Icy rock, airless space.