tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2429560125838989988.post4566805647914834294..comments2024-03-26T23:41:10.319+00:00Comments on Authors Electric: Mountains by Sandra HornKatherine Robertshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17196712319655603442noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2429560125838989988.post-42883653357651622252021-11-22T00:28:32.412+00:002021-11-22T00:28:32.412+00:00Thanks for the lovely post, Sandra. And for toutin...Thanks for the lovely post, Sandra. And for touting Louis MacNeice, who should be far better known. One of my favorite poets.Reb MacRathhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03645014425062542505noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2429560125838989988.post-25786299742398109042021-11-20T15:20:25.343+00:002021-11-20T15:20:25.343+00:00Thank you so much, Seymour! 80th birthday! Respect...Thank you so much, Seymour! 80th birthday! Respect to you! It's great to hear from a fellow devotee.Sandra Hornhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01761260568729338471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2429560125838989988.post-17436939042585325312021-11-20T14:49:39.340+00:002021-11-20T14:49:39.340+00:00In 1962 I first went to the Canadian Rockies and c...In 1962 I first went to the Canadian Rockies and caught mountains. Since then I've been back again and again, even spending three years in Calgary where I spent every weekend I could hiking, cross-country skiing, and simply looking at mountains. I climbed Mount Cascade which looks down on Banff (yes, it was named after Banff Scotland). It's a couple of meters shy of 3,000, and it scared me so much on my first attempt, I had to come back the next year and finish the business by reaching the summit. I yearned to climb over 3,000 metres -- Mount Temple appealed. But time and life and the difficulty of finding a companion skilled enough to be helpful, but not contemptuous of my acrophobia. This past summer I went back to Lake O'Hara, surely the most wonderful mountain setting in Canada, as an 80th birthday present from my wife. We hiked slowly over trails we had followed in years past. We struggled with slopes up which we had almost run on our last visits. We sat and scanned the high paths that follow the shoulders of the mountains all around the vivid patch of fallen sky that is Lake O'Hara. <br />Let me commend Earl Birney's David to you. https://wcln.ca/_LOR/course_files/en09/unit1/david.pdf. It captures the heady ambition that I shared with the people with whom I first hiked the Yoho mountains of (an Indian word which means what I sounds like: an exclamation of wonder.) If you go to the page for the poem, you'll find an essay about the way people confuse fact and fiction. <br />I can't find a copy of another of Birney's mountain poems, but I remember a couple of lines: "He lived at the base of a mountain so huge that when he looked at it his mind slowed." <br />Thank you for your blog. It gave me great pleasure to share the wonder of friendly/deadly, inspiring/horrifying mountains that remain so vivid in my mind. Seymour Hamilton Seymour Hamiltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10119274592473967701noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2429560125838989988.post-2673246850618041982021-11-20T09:44:04.196+00:002021-11-20T09:44:04.196+00:00Thank you, Sue!
Aargh! It's trampled, not ram...Thank you, Sue! <br />Aargh! It's trampled, not rampled at the beginning of The Angel in the Stone! Sorry for not noticing.Sandra Hornhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01761260568729338471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2429560125838989988.post-67019443180415963302021-11-20T08:39:23.443+00:002021-11-20T08:39:23.443+00:00Always love your poems, Sandra, and you've int...Always love your poems, Sandra, and you've introduced me to poets I might not otherwise have come across. Thanks!Susan Pricehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07738737493756183909noreply@blogger.com