carrying bits of memory and meaning,
glowing darker toward the growing disc. . .
The sun has been burning out bad footage
and immortalizing the rest.
Due to this immemorial process
we have been recreated in our best image.
GARY LINDORFF, TCBH!'s resident poet, is an artist, musician, poet and counselor / dream-worker who practices shamanic techniques, and who lives in rural Vermont with his wife Shirley and two dogs. This poem is from the poet's out-of-print book, The Blue Man, poems for the late Nuclear Age. He can be reached at maleotter(at)gmail.com
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