Those Amazing Hills: Poem

Fun partly now
to walk through those
dry golden and green California hills.

Sublime, profound,
to remember the past
to imagine oneself
in part of that past.
In those stories:

George and Lennie
walked through these hills
down roads towards an uncertain future.
The Joads saw those
parched places.
They were battled over.

Nice to not really be
a part of these hard tales.
Glad they are remembered

Easier, safer
to be part
of something else,
some other tales;
alone in this country,
in those wondrous evocative hills
which remind us
that we can make

Ryder W. Miller About Ryder W. Miller

Ryder W. Miller writes short stories, poetry, and articles about American literature, San Francisco, California, and the natural history of places he enjoys exploring, including Mt. Rainier. He is the editor of From Narnia to a Space Odyssey and the co-author of San Francisco: A Natural History


  1. Beautiful poem. Yes, glad to not be part of those hard tales as well! Keep up the good work.

  2. Brilliant poem ! on many levels!

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