I'm behind in posts, but I have been writing in my notebook many poems. I haven't had a lot of access of internet connection. We took a family trip to Glacier Natl Park and Yellowstone. Now Ashish and I are in Olympic Natl Park. We parked our travel trailer on the beach and are enjoying life.
Even at Five
Years Old
And when he
discovered
grass with its
tassels ripe
with seed, he
also discovered
conquest,
grasping the stalk
with his
small hands, pulling
until the
stem separated
from the
whole plant.
Then he
raised it above him
Like the
flag of a conquistador
or a sword used
to weaponize
discovery as
if land could be
discovered, claimed,
and owned.
And that
long stem of grass
an extension
of his arm.
And in that
moment, he knew
what it was
like to destroy
and show off
his handiwork;
the fruit of
his pillage.
To everyone,
he thrust
his trophy
into our faces,
“It’s mine.
All mine.”
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