Today I thought I’d take another go at the assignment. I mean, sure I got an 89% on this piece but I thought I could do better. Here’s how the 2020 version of this piece reads. Revision B if you will:
I’m setting out into the North,
to live among the wild,
Where nature’s pure tranquility,
shall never be defiled.
No hatred lives within those woods,
and home for me will be,
Hewn from log and shaped from stone,
to stand so solemnly.
There I’ll live in peace so free
where anger has no place,
Along the wooded sunlit slope
of a mountain’s western face.
I’ll watch the evening light retreat
as plum and rose skies fade,
within the comfort of my home,
my own two hands had made.
The moon above will light the sky
and though my eyes will close,
I’ll see in dreams my dearest friends
who give my heart repose.
I’ll join the ranks of men alike
who’ve soothed their troubled minds,
And be another Mountain Man
who slept beneath the pines.