Albuquerque Poems

On the final day of the Creative Placemaking Summit West, I learned of a website of poems written about places in Albuquerque: Poetic Routes.

So beautiful, and now I want to write poems about every corner of Albuquerque I love.

The next poem I need to write is the family history of Supper Rock, where my mother and father still congregate for mealtimes at different tables.

There is a family history (my grandfather's memory?) of piling into a horse-drawn wagon after the Baptist church service at Broadway and Central to trek up to Supper Rock for an evening (afternoon?) meal. It took the rest of the day. Such fun, such adventure. A whole day that reduces 50 years later to a 20-minute car ride and 15 minute walk around the park ringing what's left of Supper Rock like a pocket watch chain.