Scott Wiggerman

To Get There

From the Plaza, take 64 west past the pueblo. Try not to get distracted by the moon expanding over Taos Mountain. At the Old Blinking Light Bar, turn left toward the indigo sunset. Just past the airport—three prop planes and a shard of landing strip—turn right onto an old dirt road. Drive slowly; the road is cratered as a pit mine. When you come to a ten-foot coyote fence that neither keeps anything in nor holds anything out, proceed to the second building, an adobe house behind the casita. Park, step out, face the house. The fading sun on your left, backlit mountains. The full moon on your right, like a holy wafer.

chiles knotted
into ristras
vows at dusk

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About the Author

A member of the Texas Institute of Letters, Albuquerque poet Scott Wiggerman has published hundreds of Japanese-form poems, two of which have been selected for the annual Red Moon anthologies of best English-language haiku. He co-edited the 2017 Haiku North America anthology, Earthsigns.