Another two poems from Worth 1k — Volume 1 today, both written at Delicate Arch itself, and neither of which written about Delicate Arch itself. The first poem, about the wind, captures something about the experience of Delicate Arch that a photograph of a rock formation doesn’t. The air there is (usually) clear, so there’s nothing blowing by to show how hard the wind blows, visually – but with words, with poetry, it’s no big thing to express something that -though invisible- easily dominates a person’s experience.