Saturday, 27 of August of 2016

Mavis Muller – Desert Says Its Name

The desert says its name slowly
as quartz and granite
are broken into sand.
The tortoise crawls away
into an ancient home.
His shell is as big as the world,
painted with pictures of the past.
The rattlesnake drinks the sun,
then curls and coils
to a resting spot
beneath a spring flowering
mesquite canopy
to listen to the music
of thousands of solitary bees.

Mavis Muller
September-October 2001 Earth First!

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