The Immortal Lake (part two)

Posted by ractrose on 27 Oct 2016 in Art, Poems

The Immortal Lake: part two

 

 

The Immortal Lake (part two)

 

Gleam of omen on the flat tar lake at sunset

An ice-white sunset without a cloud

That throws the shore’s reflections black

And cold, the sparking furnace of earth’s end

Rippled by the same thin wind

Juxtaposed and never joined, the craft

Emerges from the brown stream’s bend

The hunter’s scalp combed as he crouches low

Under overhanging limbs

 

His guide in skins of belly-fur, soft buff

She wears a mask of spotted lynx and thus

Is god-in-flesh and bears the lynx’s power

Round her neck are feathered crests

His envying eye

Doubts they have not all been taken

All the sires of generations

He would have guessed the night must fall too soon

The autumn’s span of hours never warm the nest

…and yet

Perhaps in resin trapped these trunks hold heat

Like insulating glass

 

Each the saga of his kindred many ancestors in voice

Of rushing water sang a thousand-fold where once the river fell

A roiling pool under hemlock, elders tell

How fishers breathed the misted air

A lifespan of one hundred years was common

In that day

Along the river way a line

Of dying cypress fed the straggling migrants

Who sought the spreading valley that was forest

But the sandstone bluff exposes cattle, fence

And meadow, whirring turbines and a hemisphere of

Concrete

 

 


The Immortal Lake
The Immortal Lake: part two

The Immortal Lake (part one)
All the Sires… (flash fiction)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(2016, Stephanie Foster)

 


 

Find this poem in Mystery Playsmystery plays cover with dust mite

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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