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June 23, 2023
Rough crossing
By Gary Lindorff
This little house has bones./ It was moved years ago / from the far end of the island,
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It was a rough crossing
to this little house
with our suitcases and cooler.
We had to light the pilot flame
to start the heater,
but once we sat down to our dinner,
sure, some things were missing
that we couldn't quite name
but it didn't matter.
This little house has bones.
It was moved years ago
from the far end of the island,
floated around
back when the only houses, built
from the timbers of shipwrecks,
were like little arks that had lodged on the rock
when the primal flood receded.
And then a forest grew up
that was clear-cut to build more houses
with roads and gardens in between
and everything that makes a village
that you might name
where lived the salty sons of the sons of sons
of the salty daughters of the daughters of daughters
and thrived the salty children of the children's children
(We picture them running out of doors
with tuna tails above the lintels)
who might have,
if allowed,
created that better world we all long for . . .
But anyway,
When we came here / as I say,
some things were missing that we couldn't name.
It was a rough crossing.
It always is.
Gary Lindorff is a poet, writer, blogger and author of five nonfiction books, three collections of poetry, "Children to the Mountain", "The Last recurrent Dream" (Two Plum Press), "Conversations with Poetry (coauthored with Tom Cowan), and a memoir, "Finding Myself in Time: Facing the Music". Lindorff calls himself an activist poet, channeling his activism through poetic voice. He also writes with other voices in other poetic styles: ecstatic, experimental and performance and a new genre, sand-blasted poems where he randomly picks sentence fragments from books drawn from his library, lists them, divides them into stanzas and looks for patterns. Sand-blasted poems are meant to be performed aloud with musical accompaniment.
He is a practicing dream worker(with a strong, Jungian background) and a shamanic practitioner. His shamanic work is continually deepening his partnership with the land. This work can assume many forms, solo and communal, among them: prayer, vision questing, ritual sweating, and sharing stories by the fire. He is a born-pacifist and attempts to walk the path of non-violence believing that no war is necessary or inevitable.