Hinterland

Through poetry and other savage
poignancies we glimpse
the hinterland—a group of moons
with pockets, Karst topographies inscribed with streamless
valleys, sinkholes, caves, and disappearing
rivers. No one lives there
yet the rock is rich with loss.

Don McKay, from “Regionalism,” Angular Unconformity: Collected Poems 1970-2014 (Icehouse Poetry, 2014)