“Jungfrau” by Jeanne Wagner begins:


After we climb above those clichéd green valleys

I think of as the kind of places where contentment

tucks itself in and ambiance becomes a daily god,


the tram finally stops, so we can step down, witness

those cold peaks, their sheer penetration of the sky,

feel the tightened air, a clean scent I’ve always loved,


its coolness filling up my lungs like a second youth.

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Also by Jeanne Wagner at Heron Tree: “Gabriel and the Virgin: Fra Angelico’s Annunciation“.