Lightning streaks like gunfire through the clouds, volleys of thunder shake the air. – Edward Abbey
In the afternoon I watch the clouds drift past the bald peak of Mount Tukuhnikivats. (Someone has to do it.) – Edward Abbey

Lightning streaks like gunfire through the clouds, volleys of thunder shake the air. – Edward Abbey
In the afternoon I watch the clouds drift past the bald peak of Mount Tukuhnikivats. (Someone has to do it.) – Edward Abbey
Power is always dangerous. Power attracts the worst and corrupts the best. – Edward Abbey
I dont see how poetry can ever be easy… Real poetry, the thick, dense, intense, complicated stuff that lives and endures, requires blood sweat; blood and sweat are essential elements in poetry as well as behind it. – Edward Abbey