A Poem For Today - We Contain Landscapes

[KEN DICKINSON]



Suggested by Kurt

We Contain Landscapes

Eros and Sorrow

lance every boat anchored in

memory's

harbor. Offshore, someone is

moaning

in swells that unswell. Cacophony

of bells. Bowl of honey pelvis

rocked to pleasure, rocked to tears.  

I'm crying after sex. Kettles going

off

and off - the arrows of that

sound could puncture steel.

I pour slowly, opening a curtain

in the back of mind.

Out the window, the diving swallows

thieve my periphery

with ceaseless flight

     I came from this theft

of what cannot be mine. Not time

or rivers. Even my devotions

refuse possession.

Tiny, entangled butterflies chart

a constellation around my head,

circumventing the lens.

The oak on the bluff has a hole in it

like an exposed heart I wanted to make

myself small enough to climb into.

But trees do not need hearts.

I'm carving a face into the stump

in my sternum before it splinters

to kindling. I'm harvesting 

nettles from forest half-sunk

in my ribs. Marsh in mouth,

a hurricane wept into 29 tabs open.

I'd draw you a map if it would not 

divide.

We contain landscapes.

They do not belong to us.

Patrycja Humienik

[Isabel Torres-Carrilho]

We contain landscapes.

They do not belong to us.

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[John Jai Conley]

The land does not belong to us

We belong to the land

Paraphrase of Chief Seattle

Jai

The way you look at things is the most powerful force in shaping your life.

John O’Donohue

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