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One Poem. One Planet. April 29, 2017

29.

Nature Poem

Snowshoe Hare who lives
in the tangle of downed trees
next to the culvert where Porcupine
used to hole up in late winter
is gray

Snowshoe Hare who darts
across the mound under white birch bowed
to each other over bare ground where
White Dog sprawled in the dirt
is quiet as a ghost

Snowshoe Hare who streaks
up the driveway toward tall grass
behind the house where Bear
huffed his breath into the spongy ground
is running for her life

–Arlitia Jones, April 29, 2017

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One Poem. One Planet. April 28, 2017

28.

History Sonnet

Perhaps it started when Siegfried killed the lindworm—
the Horrible Serpent dead—so the town of Worms
could cobble to life with congratulatory stone
Cathedrals and Churches and Monasteries, Cloisters
then smithys, jails and burghers’ mansions in view
of high-held domes and steeples—the Pope’s monster-less realm.

The Modern World born of Empire and Martin Luther’s
insurrection—95 Theses nailed to the revered door—
now Lutherans must kill Catholics.
The Serpent claims an eye for Siegfried’s eye
and tooth for tooth for fang—the heretic—
—the hammer—the nail—the new reality
where the worm is now Authority.

–Arlitia Jones, April 28, 2017

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One Poem. One Planet. April 27, 2017

27.

Bald eagles have on average 7000 feathers
compare that to the giant pacific octopus—
with her eight tentacles she wields 2,240 suction cups

We are the counters of everything

we 7.3 billion inhabitants on Earth give or take
a century of democide: mass murder of the people
by their government, that’s 268 million of us in the last 100 years

We quantify to comprehend to find our way
in the forest in our mind, the tangle
of 1 billion times 1 million dendrite branches
where memories flit tree to tree

The bigger the number the better we feel

Inside the red canyons of the human heart 724 trillion blood cells
fly by carrying their bead of oxygen
making our bodies a riot of constant miracles

Compare that to the unexaggerated ratio of

For every 17 children in the world, there is one land mine, or
every 20 minutes someone takes one step and the ground clicks

The problem is we are always talking about numbers.

–Arlitia Jones, April 27, 2017

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One Poem. One Planet. April 26, 2017

26.

Notebook Fragment

The king boletus is perfect
for days like this when you could really use
a forest mushroom to retaliate on cruelty—
a round proud audacious head
pushing out of the loamy ground
is a ruddy forehead to stomp, a bloated face
to kick.

–Arlitia Jones, April 26, 2017

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One Poem. One Planet. April 25, 2017

25.

By now the children know my name
those that still talk even pronounce it correctly
and this pleases me

they shout it in the streets
where men lift them high
to bolster courage
or test for enemy snipers

Others, the children driven from their beds
still carrying the moon’s silence in their mouths,
their breath soft as ferns,

never speak again
hoping this will keep me from coming

It won’t

I am the red havoc who brings
fire to reflect in their eyes,
smoke to darken their skin

Where there was a door
through which they once returned home
I provide concrete cratered
with a hole the correct size
for their small bodies to fit
and this too, pleases me

–Arlitia Jones, April 25, 2017

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One Poem. One Planet. April 24, 2017

24.

Sound — six-footed ant
scuffing the forest’s green drum —
at last, rain arrives

–Arlitia Jones, April 24, 2017

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One Poem. One Planet. April 23, 2017

23.

Nothing can happen more beautiful than death.
—Walt Whitman

Inside the coyote’s mouth
is a savage place for a barred owl

Twisting in the wind’s violent tarantella,
the trunk of the blue spruce eventually shatters

Flower shaped and malignant, the tumor blooming in the lungs
will eventually drown a man.

I am trying to understand, Walt.
I am.

But how I am to see the hand of a soldier
killed in battle, fingers darkened

and curling too tightly into the palm,
as anything other than a dead star?

–Arlitia Jones, April 23, 2017