If walking
over the fractured ridge
of Camel’s Hump
even at mid-day the cold
of shifting cloud shadows
on the dense green
below the summits
distend space
Be there
Crowds may invade
the black-lichened rocks
or no
maybe you’re alone
in the wind
In any case
your loneliness
which means nothing
will assume a
significance to you
beyond thought
under the domination
of a hawk
or whatever is near
Peter Schneider is a poet and psychotherapist who lives in Brooklyn, NY. and Rochester, Vt. His poems have appeared in AMP: The Journal of Digital Literature (Hofstra Univ.); The Buddhist Poetry Review; Mobius: The Journal of Social Change; The Shot-glass Journal; Kairos; Better Than Starbucks; and in the broadside collection, A Midnight Snack. His debut collection, The Map is Not the Territory was published by Anaphora Literary Press in April 2018. His MFA is from Columbia University, and his Ph.D. is in clinical psychology from New York University.