November, Blue Ridge Mountains, 1992
November compelled us to visit the hills
Where ignorant rock and lofty pine
Were witness to our disregard
For strangeness, temptation and time.
But memories are sticky things.
Will any mountain ever let
Me dream again? Can I now
Feel rain without regret?
© 1992 Eric Robert Nolan
Originally published in 2013 by The International War Veterans' Archives.