Monday, 20 of October of 2014

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Jenny McBride – Waiting While Mountains Purple

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Wolves and ravens... at it again, as they have been forever. Sage sips the dryness from the hillside
Grasses twitch erect
Distant river gargles rocks
Lichen grows orange on stone.
We wait under a half moon while
The heat dispels and mountains
Swell with purple.

What do you bring us?

Lamar Valley sweeps clean
The ticky-tacky tally of centuries.
Bison rumble patiently
With primordial power
In their skeleton mass and wool.
Waiting while mountians purple
We are touched by the flicker
Of starkly wild lives
Clear and raw before our eyes.

lamar-valleyWhat do we want from you?

A glimpse of your society
So rightly afraid of ours;
A look into your knowing eyes
So readily like ours;
To see you moving freely
Along the valley we can only visit,
To see you claiming your game and your land
Feeds the tiny bead of hope that has receded
To our innermost souls as the forest falls.
If we can see a Wyoming wolf tonight
Perhaps we will see the Earth cool down some
Tomorrow.

Mabon Sept-Oct 2007 Earth First!


Gary Lawless – Caribouddhism

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In early June of 1995 Beth Leonard, Nanao Sakaki and I traveled to Newfoundland to see icebergs, caribou and moose. As we traveled we talked of how every place has its own messages, visions, teachers, practices. I suggested that we become caribouddhists, wandering with the great herds, listening to their stories, tasting the ice… CARIBOUDDHISM chronicles this journey into inner and outer landscapes with a delicate hand.

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The iceberg has come
to speak with Nanao.
She is just beyond the window,
waiting beyond the light.
She has come a long way.
She has a message for us.
She is very shy.
If we look directly at her
she begins to melt away,
all that she
has to say, lost
to the light of
day, the wind, the
rocks, our eyes—
She begins to speak.
ice-face-memeWe must listen
very carefully.

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Tonight she comes as
moose, no longer iceberg,
tiptoeing carefully
between the tents.
She is happy in darkness.
She is looking for Nanao.
She wants to enter
his dreams.

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Today she is standing
beside the road
in a patch of bog and
dirty snow.
She is the color of glacier,
iceberg, snow and
light.
She turns and
disappears,
into the woods.
She is caribou,
she is iceberg
she is message,
and dream.
 


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