Tuesday, December 21, 2021

poem

 (untitled)


If the Kachinas were representations
of advanced beings it wouldn't matter;
whether them, a serpent, or a Jesus,
hopefully the return is sometime soon.
If not we stay stuck watching the alteration
of history to cinder-block and glass--
from something diverse and authentic,
to something not very diverse
and not very authentic.

At the least, there is still beauty of
Sun and Earth,
and the thoughtful acts of kindness
creating moments of mirth--
a stillness which has not yet
been swept away.
 

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