stonedsour's Diaryland Diary

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Descended From Monkeys

This is the place where the mountains block Olympus,
where it takes the sun until noon to reach
the chasm floor; and the milk-white river, fed
on dying glaciers, smashes through the gorge.
These mountain backs have yet to be shorn of their
hemlock and fir. Here, the Sharp-shinned Hawk
still strikes the nuthatch mid-flight while abandoned gods
roar in a brawl of rock and water. Step

away from the ledge and the color of sunlight
is green. The prairie-blue sky lies forgotten
beyond the vaulting spruce and red cedar.
Parnassians lick nectar from bleeding hearts
spread across the floor where sword ferns sever
the human at the waist. Mosses blanket
the spoor – which a banana slug eats,
then excretes as it slides across a nursing log.

11:38 a.m. - 2005-04-02

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