Another of the several poems I wrote at Shoshone Falls, this one really takes advantage of physical form, the words creating the shape of the side of the cliff, and only the word “overlook” jutting out from it, mirroring in form what it describes. I tried to do something interesting with the shape of the words in time as I read it, to capture the feeling of the sheer drop off of the cliff, that potential plunge. I hope you enjoy.