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Show V. ' 1 ( SALT FLAT NEWS, DECEMBER, 1970 V rf r .. ' o 'v:$ . f v W-.-. ' ' - ,. . . Text and Photos By R. N. Goldberger sfV'-'- ' ' ' ; I! That rock would look nice in my backyard, A fellow tourist said His wife, no fool, helped load the trunk With rocks and crocks of nature's junk Came back they did To middle Earth (Iowa) Unpacking Utah &'V Vs,. .. Sam Smithy 1954 ,'w Mr. Smith appreciated tourists and poets but never really achieved notoriety as either. His poem, Unpacking Utah, written in the summer of 1954 near Black Rock, Utah, on the shore of the Great Salt Lake, came to mind on a recent visit to Antelope Island. There were, indeed, a few tourists stuffing coat pockets and other potential treasure chests full of Utah. Another phenomena of winter in Utah the fabled Widows of Venison were visible on Antelope Island that day. These sirens of the shrill afternoon should not be confused with the Merry Wives of Venice, though a certain likeness pervades undaunted by the flip of a literary cloak. While their children scamper over a wild, windswept beach, the Widows do their thing, which happens to be discussing how to forget their husbands and other associated old flames on this day of romantic regression. Come the twilight of the afternoon when the long caravan of antlered pickups starts its urban migration, the Widows gaze westward toward the floating world of western Utah, where neither man nor beast disturbs the glassy sky. It shall not be long before the day bores its way into night, ' leaving Angelope Island back to the buffalo and other pronged roamers of the range. , -- y'j ?fW5?S |
