Birth Rites
diblog | August 8, 2010
Birth Rites
on the day she was born
a small black bear emerged
from tall lime green grasses
as I rushed to arrive
my blood rushing too
no one to tell or see, but me
55-years-old and
alone
this, my first bear in
the wild world of my tame life
on the day he was born
Sunday, 7:13 AM, the sun shone
I, 30-years-old, ensconced in
the supposedly soothing [...]