Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Mating Time At Año Nuevo

But that the selky's cries, stolen by the
wind and sifted by the dunes,
should call forth a scene of fires
in ancient caves remembering the
Mother's needed invention
and the first hand fight for life.

Then I would harbor pillared worshipful
fetishes that uphold the wildness within
and tell me of nights my ancestors
huddled to tales of the hunt.

Here could I lay down my sullen
existence and bow to that which looks
disdainfully at scheduled hysteria
and stays aloof even in the longest queue.

But the greed tethered to rationed survival flits
a single fingered salute to the kindest of hearts.
Necessity laughs at our good intentioned sentiments as
nurture proves herself to be heartlessly efficient.

Beasts of burgeoning power call forth in repose
and challenge. Humans peeking marvel.

Here at the furthest edge of Sun/Sand/Sea, we
dip a timid toe into waters of chaos recollection
and watch as a terribly real fight begins on the beach.

Stuart Andrew Marshall Tanner

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