A poem inspired by the recent
discovery of signs of early aboriginal or early 19th century Euro-Canadian settlements along a stretch of Lake Ontario not far from where I live.
A few sparrow twigs down shore
& to the woods
(ensconced there in Sioux lookouts,
or nearer)
The forage has long since melted,
and cattle, elk
are a living animal aura at best,
today—
a site's been dug, but not exactly a
maize allotment
with arrows grinding into the ore.
god's a borer!
Spring's a time for La Salle's prow
seen from here
and ridges played out and foamy,
on rainy days
Few scalding leaves & some ol' wet
Iroquois crud,
falling slowly off the trowel,
clay-like
4 comments:
Wonderful! I especially love "some ol' wet / Iroquois crud, / falling slowly off the trowel." The given moment and the given history enacted in words. Absolutely luminous...
I thank you, good sir!
Actually, "trowel" is a bit of a poetic conceit: the workers at the actual dig site are passing artifacts through a big net screen or sieve. You can see it in the linked article
How to convert that into poetry requires more skill than I possess.
nice piece
&going in-to the dig of it as you do it s an archeology,
eh?
try his sat march 17 "letter" in Mayan Letters
then "pick it up" in his letter dated sunday april 1
"...What continues to hold me, is, the tremendous levy on all objects as they present themselves to human sense, in the glyph-world. And the proportion, the distribution of weight given same parts of all, seems, exceptionally, distributed & accurate, that is,that
sun
moon
venus
other constellations & zodiac
snakes
ticks
vultures
jaguar
owl
frog
feathers
peyote
water-lily
(etc)"
and
Olson STILL b-l-o-w-s me away
"good" moves in your piece ...
keep your powder dry and rely on them chickens pecking in the dirt ... for "stones"
K.
Thanks, K
Olson is the paleopoet of all times, isn't he? He wanted language roots (for poetry) to go all the way back to the "snakes/ticks/vultures".
Here's to STONE GIRL!
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