For today’s prompt, pick a state (or province, territory, etc.), make it the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. A few possibilities include New York, California, Ontario, Bavaria, and Champagne. It goes without saying, but I’ll say it anyway: Feel free to bend this in any direction you wish.
Across the board room conference table
there were plate glass windows
and the Rocky Mountains.
My hosts made sure I sat
on the east so my view
Worse, the day was clear and the air thin
so I could see each flake in the snow caps
and each boulder on the slopes.
I grew up in Ohio
and while we share
the big open vowel,
my hometown flatlands
did not prepare me
for this majesty.