You approach through the lowlands, foot-
Hills, a kind of Garden of Bliss, where
Flowers greet the eye, Black-Eyed
Susans, red rhododendron, Jacks-
In-the-Pulpit, Wisconsin Cinquefoil,
Midway through your life, a leopard,
A lion, everything at your feet a mystery,
But only the Crazy ascend
Sam Hill, a long trudge past Vanity
Fair, past the timberline, past
Bats-in-the-Belfry, past one Johnny-
Come-Lately, past Thou-Shalt-Not, until
You see, spread before you, from the top,
When the clouds clear, Three States,
Their fields and valleys in dazzling light.
Poet and longtime UB Professor of English Mac Hammond will be remembered at a memorial reading to be held at 2 p.m. Oct. 19 at the Burchfield-Penney Art Center.