Writers’ Weir: In Motion on the Equinox
Published 3:00 am Thursday, September 19, 2019
Dedicated to Alaskan fatbike innovators:
Steve Baker – Mark Gronewald – John Evingson – Simon Rakower
I swipe past somber social media posts
and I’m stoked for what I’ve planned to do.
Inside the garage, I dust off my seat
gleefully strap the robust wheels to my hatch.
Launching into a boreal riding spell
I tear out mudslinging the low hanging sun.
On a frame prototyped by Alaskans
I have ability to float above snow.
Through muskeg and crowded conifer akin
I am surefooted on this frosty surface.
Across a globe equally in balance
where lucent day is proportionate to night.
Witness to galactic spin and influence
Earth and sun face one another with regard.
Shadowed dormancy makes birds voyage on
and astronomical weather changes blow in.
Furbearers fatten and morph in color
hemispheres reflect congruent symmetry.
I raise my heartbeat in a toast to shifts
as subsolar rays enter Virgo then south.
The Mayan snake slithers down Mexican stairs
I trail over jagged roots, slush and tranquil ice.
Tires spin in sync with heliocentricy
satellite communications sever.
In tribute, I break societal chatter
to saddle the calm balance inside of me.
— Amy Pinney
• The Capital City Weekly accepts submissions of poetry, fiction and nonfiction for Writers’ Weir. To submit a piece for consideration, email us at editor@capweek.com.
