SUBJECT>Re: Ceremonial POSTER>Robinson Caruso EMAIL> DATE>1112935307 IP_ADDRESS>c-24-6-249-176.hsd1.ca.comcast.net PASSWORD>aaCxnjFbPHtfc PREVIOUS>85933 NEXT> 86003 IMAGE> LINKNAME> LINKURL>
: Ceremonial
: Kanane'ski Amai'yehi*
: You are the one that brings in the fire,
: that skims the lace off the lake and brings it
: in,
: that finds the sediment in the lake,
: sifts it and then wheels a new thing: the clay
: pot.
: You are the bowl-bearer, the unlikely one.
: And you are the one that crawls to the river
: first,
: that prepares a way for the fire-biscuit, for
: the feast: the perfect vessel. You make a
: container and cover for fire.
: And you, you are the one who goes to the East,
: to the old sea
: early, a little sneak, on tiptoe, after they've
: failed,
: all given up. You risk fall, you risk drop-off;
: you risk dry gulch and gully. You risk stink
: and the dark.
: All for a coal, a hot lump, the rock
: nothing, merely luminous, it's
: too bright to
: believe...
: ...that you could possibly
: spin back.
:
:
:
: Where I,
: all I have to do meanwhile
: is dissemble,
: keep cracking in two for you:
:
: branch,
:
:
:
:
:
:
: puff of air
: just like in the beginning:
:
:
:
: when we
: get excited, when we come.
: ****
: *Water Spider (Grandmother Spider) -- the poem
: is based (loosely) on a Native American myth **********
loosely?
yah.
i'll say.
ok. i'll stop being an obnoxious freaaaaaaaaak right about now:
delighted -- thank you!!!!!
Robinsonian