Santa Catalinas

Santa Catalinas
under a cerulean sky
sharp shadows define
vertical and diagonal
ridges and cutaways

the stark, austere
northern boundary of
the Tucson basin
painted in pinks and grays
the long rays of sunset

then disappear
ghosts in the dark
idling over the sleeping
countryside long before
humanity thrived

and will remain
long after we’re gone

–LE – 3/29/24