Walking aimlessly over rocky
terrain through
scattered woods broken
by dry openings the small oaks
dropping rusty yellow leaves and new
grass
showing under the straw and leaf-litter
Pahn comes
onto a raised clearing and meets
Shocheeka walking toward him They stop
and shuffle looking down at the ground then
fix
their eyes
Shocheeka
greets him slowly putting her hand on his arm but
before he can engage her warmth
or focus on her lips
she motions toward a small rise
obscured by trees
saying
is over there
She is
waiting for you”
Pahn climbs the small hill
to an
open
outcropping
where
Djuturna
stands
looking
at the view
like a
soft
and
perishable
monument to love…
…sitting on a rock Pahn looks across the flat
at a prominent dark boulder of schist
sparkling brightly with quarts in the low afternoon
sun and sees behind
it
a long bluff of the same rock
like a milky way
across
the canyon
A
young man approaches
seeming insincere
and uncertain Pahn
is suspicious of him but feels a degree of reassurance
as if the beauty of the landscape
were so compelling
that no-one would have the nerve
for theft or fraud in its presence
and he deflects
the young man’s attention to it…
… walking along the flat in the direction
where he has seen Djuturna he finds himself
on a trail between rows
of small
cherry trees
blooming out of season
and
raises his hands
into a
blizzard
of petals
in the
wind
that are collecting in drifts
on the
ground
and he feels convinced
that he has directed the
young man
well
because no-one could fail
to be moved
in this landscape
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