

Men of the High North, the wild sky is blazing,
Islands of opal float on silver seas;
Swift splendors kindle, barbaric, amazing;
Pale ports of amber, golden argosies.
Ringed all around us the proud peaks are glowing;
Fierce cheifs in council, their wigmam the sky;
Far, far below us the big Yukon flowing,
Like threaded quicksilver, gleams to the eye.
Images:
Top, Fort Hall, the casino parkinglot, just north of Pocatello, Idaho, 2010
Bottom, Gooding, Idaho, 2006
Robert Service
1st stanza of "Men of the High North"
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