Between the Moon and Th Sun (Kinship)
From Maidum staired beginning
Walk me north to Cairo
But keep your eyes on the pole star
The moon meanders like a whore
From year to year waxing bright
From bed to bed in spans of light
Her cycles wane in short decades
Across the desert of Chaco's memories.
Return to Dashur, Saqqara, and Giza
And mark how each gradual change
Make us more strange.
The more we change the more we differ
So now I understand
The fear of tomorrow
This stranger at the door
Of the comfort zone,
This unknown seducer
This piping enchanter to the precipice
Where the broken pots
Like gullible pilgrims are impaled on faith
Now I understand
Why some would dare appease
The coercion of the sun.
We are mortal,
Something more than mere matter
More than mere Olmec
Toltec, Aztec, Mayan Semites
Change make us strange
The Pueblo came
Wandering from the Euphrates
Driven like sand
Before the rough winds of Gentiles coming
Came with the Nile in their blood
And found the Mississippi
Like a serpent sleeping in the swamps
And from their mound
Made a diagonal across the world
A scatter graph of belongings
We are all the blood of the river
Sperm of the life giver
Obsession of the stalking lover
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2009
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