Tuesday, June 14, 2016

Somewhere Else

we are Greek and Christian via Rome
but all that came later than the forest
our grunts and sea-calls echo bears
and gulls calling us to leave the land

driven away by jungle wet and desert
we traveled north into simpler trees
and onward still to windy highlands
where trees were stunted and sparse

now we worship them one by one
standing still in half-remembered
consciousness of being on our way
from somewhere to somewhere else

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