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
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