At Chico Hot Springs, Feeling like Raymond Carver, Thinking about Richard Hugo
You can’t live in Montana too long
(if you have a certain kind of bent
for reading and drinking and mountains
in no particular order)
without meeting Richard Hugo
out there somewhere.
He’s a quote a friend tosses out
before he hands you a beer,
He’s a book you find
in a heap of poetry and fishing magazines
in a bathroom at some party.
is one of his best,
you thought today
(like many days)
West to East today,
not even all that far East
but enough that you saw that antelope,
you wondered about that ranch house,
you wished you had time to pull off
at the stops with No Services.
And in this hotel room now
with no phone,
the bathroom’s down the hall,
you wish you could buy Richard Hugo a beer
at the bar downstairs.