When I was 24, I hiked down the Grand Canyon and took a raft down the Colorado River. For about ten days, I never saw the full horizon. That is when I realized how much I like being enclosed. That is when I realized I do best with the fewest options, when my way is clear and inevitable.

Zion National Park, December, 2012

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About Miriam Sagan

I'm blogging about poetry, land art, haiku, women artists, road trips, and Baba Yaga at Miriam's Well ( The well is ALWAYS looking to publish poetry on our themes, sudden fiction, and guest bloggers and musers.

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