-------------------------Are we who we were once and then never again? - Jonathan Johnson
We agreed the condors were beautiful
You are who you are in the desert
Rocky cliffs and rubble
Hours of preening
A disaster of claws
There's a lot more to this
They're going to begin digging in our back yard
When they uncover the altar I'll be out
Walking the dogs
Our daughter will feign forgetfulness
Against my returning
You will leave
A jar of water on the edge of dawn
6 comments:
I love "A jar of water on the edge of dawn." What is your inspiration to write this poem? I felt Mother Earth after reading it.
Thank you, Naoko.
I don't know about the inspiration. I started with a line from a transcript I was working on "We agreed the condos were beautiful." But you know I'm not the kind of person that finds anything inspiring about a condo! But changing one letter gave me something else, a bird. I think otherwise Arizona is on my mind lately.
I see. "Arizona" in my mind, I understand more about your poem. But I really like the beginning line "we agreed the condors were beautiful," though.
I hope we can work shop this piece when we get together.
Sure :)I would like to write 40 poems by this September. I have 11 so far.
Wow! That is a worthy goal. You're forcing me to get off my butt :-)
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