Following is my next submission of poetry I wrote in
my twenties. I don’t remember exactly when I became so fascinated or fell so in
love with America’s magnificent mountain ranges and its Western landscape. I
truly believe I lived another life, either as an Indian or a pioneer woman. That’s
just part of my weird side, and I think you need to be a little weird to be an
avid writer who is as much in love with his or her subject as I am.
