On the Rim of the Grand Canyon of the Yellowstone River, Looking Down

by Daniel A. Harris Issue: Spring 2015
At maybe thirty-odd miles
an hour, how long will it take
these winds to rip from that branch
of the cliffborn lodgepole pine
the sandwich-baggie whose shreds,
defiant, grasp for bare life?—
oil-slicked and renegade
pennant of our pollutions:
even here, at this chasm cut     
bysilent booming falls, tatters
of our enterprise.

Daniel A. Harris's second collection of poems, Random Unisons (2013) followed Loose Parlance (2008). His poetry has been nominated for a Pushcart award, with publications in The Threepenny Review, Blueline, The Silt Reader, Tiger's Eye, Slant, Blue Unicorn, Sow’s Ear Poetry Review, The California Review,  Kerem, Midstream, Illuminations, Taproot Literary Review, The Rockford Review, Tulane Review, Clavier, Gargoyle, The Listening Eye, Lullwater Review, Regarding Arts and Letters, Prelaton, The Kerf, and Poetica. During his academic career, he wrote literary critical studies of William Butler Yeats, Gerard Manley Hopkins, and Alfred Tennyson.

Daniel is also an active environmentalist currently focusing on regional land-use issues, sustainable urban planning, and plastic bag reduction. He won a Sustainable Princeton Award in 2010. Please visit his website: www.danielharrispoet.net.