Weekly Poem: 'Mount Kearsarge'

**By Donald Hall** Great blue mountain! Ghost. I look at you from the porch of the farmhouse where I watched you all summer as a boy. Steep sides, narrow flat patch on top - you are clear to me like the memory of one day. Blue! Blue! The top of the mountain floats in haze. I will not walk on this porch when I am old. I turn my back on you, Kearsarge, I close my eyes, and you rise inside me, blue ghost.   "Donald Hall":http://www.pbs.org/newshour/indepth_coverage/entertainment/poetry/profiles/poet_hall.html is considered one of the major American poets of his generation. He has published 15 books of poetry, beginning with "Exiles and Marriages" in 1955. His latest was "White Apples and the Taste of Stone: Selected Poems" in 2006. Hall served as Poet Laureate from 2006-2007 and has won numerous awards, including the National Book Critics Circle Award, the Los Angeles Times Book Award, the Ruth Lily Poetry Prize and two Guggenheim fellowships. He lives in New Hampshire. You can watch a NewsHour profile of Hall "here":http://www.pbs.org/newshour/bb/entertainment/july-dec06/hall_10-16.html.