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WONDERS OF THE WORLD
You were born
At the crossroads
Of old world knowledge
And new world pain
Justified in anger
At being a human
You watched and listened
Learned to make it work
Creating glistening love
From muddy roots and stems
And fertile minds
And endless longing
You wove a child
To a tree
A cousin to a quail
You wove us all
To our wild relatives
The wonders
Of the world
We became
At the crossroads
Of old world knowledge
And new world pain
Justified in anger
At being a human
You watched and listened
Learned to make it work
Creating glistening love
From muddy roots and stems
And fertile minds
And endless longing
You wove a child
To a tree
A cousin to a quail
You wove us all
To our wild relatives
The wonders
Of the world
We became
Published 12th Apr 2022
| Edited 14th Apr 2022
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21st May 2022 5:56pm
I love the connections you describe in your poetry to your ancestors, your past, your future.
8th Jun 2022 7:50pm
Thanks. I owe a lot of that to my muse/girlfriend. She's a weaver and the whole process from harvest to basket or cradle fascinates me, as does the notion that plants are our relatives rather than resources.
