From the poem on today’s Writer’s Almanac:
3. For there in Colorado we were captive at a high altitude, required
to write without breath; and if we could not write, our consciences
required us to read, and improve our minds.
4. How shall we write our poems in this strange land?
“Psalm for a Lost Summer” by Maura Stanton, from Immortal Sofa. © University of Illinois Press, 2008.