Edge of Light
To Carry and be Carried
The Third Time
Anagrams
Nymphal
Formica
The Family
The Upper Canyon
Bluebirds
Traveling in the Desert
Waterfall
Lot Lines
Tunnel
A Director
Pahn Ku Eeantha
Friend
Wisteria
In a Group of People
Djuturna Fades
Sheaves
Thanksgiving Eve
East of California
All knowing it All
Boundary
I and She
Athehna's Place
Saturday Morning
.
Edge of Light
.
A gravel fenced road
skirts
the abandoned sheds
of chickens
or horses
farm tools
blacksmiths
corners of un-remember-able
storage--
a short dry slope
through the quiet
of elsewhere ranchers
on a sliver
of access
between the private lands
He comes to the bridge
at the corporate ownership
where he is disallowed
but without wrath
Disobeying
knowing that he is no liability
Pahn follows the boggy river
in its small
and grassy valley
its clear water
brought near
and away again
with its meanders
A man with dark freckled skin
joins him
in a hunters cap
with a radio
and a long thin gate
reassuring Pahn
with his hermit similarity
and distant feeling like all people
on the fringes of their own society
who find a comfortable place
on the edge of habitation
where they can raise a family
and still escape
into the wilderness
into that
wild order
where relationships
between plants
animals
rocks
and water are
too complex to separate
in a mind
too extensive to recall
in detail
but if left alone
to walk with thought
fall together
in the most inevitable way
skirts
the abandoned sheds
of chickens
or horses
farm tools
blacksmiths
corners of un-remember-able
storage--
a short dry slope
through the quiet
of elsewhere ranchers
on a sliver
of access
between the private lands
He comes to the bridge
at the corporate ownership
where he is disallowed
but without wrath
Disobeying
knowing that he is no liability
Pahn follows the boggy river
in its small
and grassy valley
its clear water
brought near
and away again
with its meanders
A man with dark freckled skin
joins him
in a hunters cap
with a radio
and a long thin gate
reassuring Pahn
with his hermit similarity
and distant feeling like all people
on the fringes of their own society
who find a comfortable place
on the edge of habitation
where they can raise a family
and still escape
into the wilderness
into that
wild order
where relationships
between plants
animals
rocks
and water are
too complex to separate
in a mind
too extensive to recall
in detail
but if left alone
to walk with thought
fall together
in the most inevitable way
.
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