Tundra
| Gazing beyond the open tundra plain,
I stare at the shimmering endless pack ice, curving toward North
pole some fourteen hundred miles away. Beneath a dome of larkspur
blue sky, on this final fringe of tundra, with our civilized world
far behind us, a tremendous feeling of wildness surges through me……
we are on top of the world. |
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Debbie S. Miller,
Midnight Wilderness:
Journeys in Alaska’s Arctic National Wildlife Refuge. |
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