Arthur Sze – Fauve
Caw Caw, Caw Caw Caw.
To comprehend a crow
you must have a crow’s mind.
To be the night rain,
silver, on black leaves,
you must live in the
shine and wet. Some people
drift in their lives:
green-gold plankton,
phosphorescent, in the sea.
Others slash: a knife
at a yellow window shade
tears open the light.
But to live digging deep
is to feel love and hatred
as fibers of rope,
is to catch the scent
of a wolf, and turn wild.
Arthur Sze
March 1989 Earth First!
Date: March 17, 2013
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