The great sea
Has sent me adrift.
It moves me
As the weed in a great river.
Earth and the great weather
Move me.
Have carried me away
And move my inward parts with joy.
—Uvavnuk (Inuit poem)
SONG FOR THE SUN THAT DISAPPEARED
BEHIND THE RAINCLOUDS
—Anonymous Native American
The fire darkens, the wood turns black.
The flame extinguishes, misfortune upon us.
God set out in search of the sun.
The rainbow sparkles in his hand,
The bow of the divine hunter.
He has heard the lamentation of his children.
He walks along the milky way, he collects the stars.
With quick arms he piles them into a basket
Piles them up with quick arms
Like a woman who collects lizards
And piles them into her pot, piles them
Until the pot overflows with lizards
Until the basket overflows with light.
ELECTRIC KISS
—Song Kowbell, Penn Valley, CA
Clouds to the west
were burning up
the sky above.
Licking the electricity
from the air,
his mouth
a storm
I longed
to be in.
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—Medusa