Matterhorn Summer View, 2022

Daniel Clarke  

Thirty-two years since, up against the sun, Seven shapes, thin atomies to lower sight, Labouringly leapt and gained thy gabled height, And four lives paid for what the seven had won. They were the first by whom the deed was done, And when I look at thee, my mind takes flight To that day's tragic feat of manly might, As though, till then, of history thou hadst none.
Yet ages ere men topped thee, late and soon Thou watch each night the planets lift and lower; Thou gleam to Joshua's pausing sun and moon, and brave the tokening sky when Caesar's power Approached its bloody end: yeah, saw that Noon When darkness filled the earth till the ninth hour.
Wish to climb the summit of the Matterhorn, to ride in horse-drawn carriages in the village of Zermatt Journeying through train to Jungfraujoch, riding cable cars and gondolas over the Lauterbrunnen Valley Visiting flourishing flower gardens in Interlaken, enjoying the Swiss Transport Museum in Lucerne.

Wish to write about the beauty of Lake Geneva From within the halls of the famed Chateau de Chillon Skiing and snowboarding in St. Moritz's Cresta Run Stopping by in the Rose Garden and Bear Park in the stunning Swiss capital of Bern.