‘The Catskill Mountains’ by Ubs Reece Idwal The Society October 15, 2014 Beauty, Poetry From the Pages of Washington Irving, for my Hudson River Friends Whoever ‘s made a voyage up the Hudson must remember Catskill Mountains, a dismembered branch of the great Appalachian family, I trust. West of the river, swelling to a noble chance, their hues and shapes are magical barometers. When weather’s fair, they’re clothed in blue and purple dance. They print their outlines bold on Earth’s thermometers, against the clear and lovely, cloudless evening skies, about to be explored by keen astronomers. But sometimes they will gather vapors of great size, in hoods of gray, about their summits, in the dusk; and in the sunset’s rays, their crowns of glory rise. Featured Image: “Sunset” by Frederick Edwin Church NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to email@example.com. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.