The Ahwanee Hotel

wears its name

like a well broken-in

pair of shoes;

like the song you find

hard to get out of your head;

like an old smell

that sweeps you back in an instant

to a long-forgotten childhood moment;

the old familiar name

rolls off the tongue

with the familiarity

of a lovers touch

and the comfort

found in a relationship built on trust.

 

Corporations may cause it to be assigned other titles

like the Majestic Yosemite Hotel

or some other such nonsense

in their unsavory quest for dominion

but I will not participate in this dishonorable exercise.

I will continue to simply call it the Ahwanee!

 

To call it by any other name

Would be heresy.

 

14 January 2016

Tim Konrad

Leave a comment