I Heard This Story Told For True Yesterday in Wind Cave, SD

Spelunker

the girl vanishes
from the cave—
separated
from her partner,
she falls into a crevice
is rescued
thirty hours later

she’s been singing—
when they find her
she is belting the last verse
of “All Along
the Watchtower”
for the hundredth or more time

not everyone
knows enough lyrics
to survive
solitary confinement
but I do—
for hours south on 71
South Dakota to Nebraska
I’ve been singing
“Boys and Girls Together”
and “The Cape Cod girls
they have no combs”

besides the moon
that was the first thing
I ever noticed was beautiful,
these words:
“They comb their hair
with codfish bones”

I’m just in the cave
for an hour,
in total darkness
for the few minutes
the Park Service allows—
Boxite calcite
a crust
of sparkling crystals
and every song a song of the sea
that left so long ago.

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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 (https://miriamswell.wordpress.com). The well is ALWAYS looking to publish poetry on our themes, sudden fiction, and guest bloggers and musers.

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