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