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EARTH ~THE CREEPY CRAWL
There's a stink in the old farmhouse
Maybe a dead squirrel or rat or could it be a cat?
We've a hot water kettle on the woodstove
With apples and cinnamon
Nutmeg
Be patient with it
It takes a long time for a life to disappear "steady chipmunk"
photo © bob arnold
EARTH ~Salvatore Quasimodo
(1901-1968)
MARCH WIND (AFTER QUASIMODO)I will know nothing of my life but its mysteries,
the dead cycles of the breath and sap.
I shall not know whom I loved, or love
now that in the random winds of March
I am nothing but my limbs. I fall
into myself, and the years numbered in me.
The thin blossom is already streaming from my boughs.
I watch the pure calm of its only flight.trans. Don Paterson