Monday, April 19, 2021

NPM 2021 - Found Poem 19

Today's poem comes from Being Caribou: Five Months on Foot with a Caribou Herd, written and photographed by Karsten Heuer.

Being Caribou

no roads
no buildings
no human development
only trails carved
into the mountains
by a herd of caribou 

amazing migration
across hundreds of miles
strong together
despite blizzards,
bears, and wolves
moving from one valley
to the next
as if gravity
did not exist

throngs of caribou
following the shifting winds

Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2021. All rights reserved.

I hope you'll come back tomorrow and see what new poem I've found. Until then, you may want to read previous poems in this series. I'm also sharing these found poems as images on my Instagram in case you want to see them all in one place. 
April 1 - Flotsam
April 2 - A Warm Wind
April 3 - Zentangle Poem
April 4 - Soap Bubbles
April 6 - Mount St. Helens
April 8 - Muir in California
April 9 - Night on the Reef
April 12 - Slow Thoughts
April 13 - Snowflake Bentley 
April 16 - One Well
April 17 - Phytoplankton 
April 18 - Beneath My Feet


  1. This poem makes me want to dig into books and learn more about caribou. The stanza about migration really made me think about the challenges they face.

  2. Oh, imagining the trackless wilderness with only caribou trails -- sounds lovely and a little lonely and perfect.