Tuesday, July 17, 2012

A Poem by Bradley Morewood

orangutan in a hammock looking up at me through a clear floor

when I look into the eyes of the juvenile orangutan
I see the peace and trust in him
which rose from the green and silent rainforests of Sumatra
I remember the look my Alzheimer’s ridden grandmother gave me
one night when I put her to bed

the history of the primates
a lost expedition of consciousness looking out for survivors

I am a prefect among the marching columns of marble
marching up the hills of Sumatra
unconscious of the songs of the orangutan
the history of a planet giving birth over and over
flying in the arms of a galaxy

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