Climbing Enchanted Rock, a giant granite batholith just north of Fredericksburg, is one of the quintessential Texas experiences. That was the inspiration for Typewriter Rodeo’s Jodi Egerton as she wrote this week’s poem.
Enchanted Rock
So, what I heard was “Enchanted”
But I must have missed “Rock”
And here I am
climbing
up to
the top
Of this wide mighty bald dome
Of craggy slick rock
And my feet hurt
And my calves are screaming
And I might never see my hamstrings again
But
Oh.
The sun is starting to set
And the sky purples out at me
reds and oranges
Silky dusk
We’re here
On the rock
And it’s humming beneath us
enchanted
