Landslide

haiku and text by Kristen Lindquist

Many years, even decades, ago, there was a landslide up on the north end of the Mount Megunticook ridge line. I don’t remember it happening, but growing up it was always very noticeable from a distance: it left a long stony scar down the upper slope. Over the years the slide’s path has been slowly filling in as trees have grown in around it, so the visual impact has lessened. But I noticed today that the old scar is more visible right now while it’s covered in snow and the trees are bare of leaves.

Landslide highlighted by snow.
Even old scars
still remind us of loss.