For the earthweal prompt.
Painting by Franz Marc.
Vixen sniffs the wind
The days are growing tender green,
leaf green, shadow green.
Dark is softer, wind wilder, moon dances.
Urge is stronger, wilder, yearning
like green plants,
stretching upwards to the sky.
A fearful smell is carried on this wind,
blowing from where the sun is born,
behind the wild, warm scent of kin,
the smoking fire stink of man.
Kin, leaves, moon, I dance,
because it’s time.
Skin shivers.
Time.
And then?
That “and then ?” is haunting. I got a vivid movie from this one. 😀
I wonder if they sense something wrong, or are they in a permanent state of worry about what we’re doing anyway?
I wonder, too.
😦
Your words are a movie, Jane.
It’s one that’s playing every day. We just rarely notice 🙂
Ah, you have the heart of a poet, Jane. 🙂
That could explain why I’ve never made any money 🙂
Ach, always with the money!
It’s useful. Like for paying the bills. It was always my dream that one day I’d be able to have a warm house, go on holiday, and not be afraid of opening bank statements. I’ve changed my dream to an easier one 🙂
How does your easier dream describe itself to you? 🙂
Looking after this bit of earth, feeding the animals and birds that come around, adopting as many dogs as we can manage, yelling at hunters, arguing with climate change deniers, writing bits of poetry and crossing fingers that my children will keep smiling. Sounds like not much but it uses up all 24 hours in the day 🙂
To be honest, Jane – that sounds like a pretty good life to me.
It is, I know. The house is freezing in winter, there’s no bathroom and it’s damp. But there’s life here, it’s quiet, pretty, and we can do our tiny positive bit, bothering no one (except the hunters).
Haha – wonderful. You must be glad that spring is on its way. 😃
You can’t imagine how much! When the temperature goes down to 6/7° indoors at night, it’s grim. At least it’s made me notice the turning of the seasons more, how they blend into one another, the growth never really stopping, just slowing.
I have one word for you, Jane: starjumps. 😇
I just looked that up. Warrior fitness. Jesus! You want to kill me?
Haha – no – just warm you. 😂
I think I’ll just huddle in front of the stove if that’s all right with you 🙂
Yes, of course. 🙂
I agree with Merril. Those last two words hold so much. What was that saying? “War is not healthy for children and other living things”. They know something is not right. (K)
One of the arguments ecologists use with the hunting lobby is that fox populations self-regulate. If there’s little food, loss of habitat, they simply don’t have babies. I wonder how many animals will be sniffing the wind and thinking, no, not this year.
Yes some plants do that too. We have made such a mess of the way the world should work. It’s staggering.
We can’t bear the idea that Genesis was wrong. The earth doesn’t actually need us to control things.
The Bible has been a blight on both nature and man.
Whatever we say or do must be right, because God put us in charge.
I love the contrast here between animal mind and human mind, between natural world and “the smoking fire stink of man.” Excellent and wild.
Thank you. I imagine our behaviour is incomprehensible to other animals, one reason to fear us.
‘A fearful smell is carried on this wind,
blowing from where the sun is born’
– we really are good at messing things up for all creatures, aren’t we?
Outstanding.
Humans have traveled far from a garden of green. It seems darkness comes for all inhabitants as humans are not good stewards of planet earth.
The last line really makes the reader pause to catch a breath.
It seems to me that earth never needed stewards. Nature was doing a perfectly good job until we decided to take over. The end might well be very nigh this time.
Does that frighten us! Sadly, very few.
True. What people care about most is the price of petrol.
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