wonderful Sharon. it's like a speech given by the tundra (or by the
fox or hare that lives there), or a warning.
KS
On 22/01/2008, sharon brogan <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> The tundra can soften, it can swallow you.
> An eye accustomed to mountains must learn
> to see small, to see the tiny pattern of lichen
> crawling across an unbounded landscape.
>
> Land and sea, both flat as paper, only a thin
> line between. Even the colors are close.
> A village set down here is an alien thing,
> an artifact on stilts, unlikely and unreliable.
>
> Here is a world without edge. Here there
> is no horizon. Here, you know you are small.
> The bear is a large thing. The sea is a large
> thing. The ice is a large and dangerous thing.
>
> There are people who know the tundra,
> but you are not of those people. You
> are small. You are weak, and all that
> you know is useless.
>
> --
>
>
> ~ SB | http://www.sbpoet.com | =^..^=
>
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