Larapinta Drive, Northen Territory.
Estranged by Greeks and Romans
no place amongst the gods,
your face is pocked and riven
where we’ve plucked and scratched and gouged.
You’re tired, even slowing;
but here, coupled,
entwined beneath your sun,
I hear you gently whisper,
“To me you will return.”
©Paul Cannon
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A pleasure to recite out loud. Gaia?
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Well yes, In that sense of nature self healing, claiming even us. Thank you
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Poor Earth, with no place among the gods and her face ‘… pocked and riven / where we’ve plucked and scratched and gouged’. I love the lines:.
‘entwined beneath your sun,
I hear you gently whisper,
“To me you will return.”’
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Thank you Kim, I appreciate your reflection on this.
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Indeed… we know where we will end… there is no other alternative.
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Yes indeed
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Nice ending and reminder.
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Thank you Frank
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That’s beautiful. There is something about the outback that makes us so acutely aware of our place in the grand scheme of things. Your poem captures that feeling very well.
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Very nice! I’ll get the duster out and clean. 🙂
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I’ll come and give you hand 🙂 oh wait I’m the dust 🙂
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Love it, Paul! Hope it will be cleaned. Michael
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🙂 I hope so too thanks Michael
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the outback is a wondrous place shall we scatter your ashes there?
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Actually, that’s the real plan 🙂
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I thought so 🙂
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Out by some mulga tree
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I know the one 🙂
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🙂 I thought you might
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A great poem, Paul! This reminds of the Gospel every Ash Wednesday “Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return.”
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Yes, and also the funeral service, a reminder of our physical end and our short time – a need to appreciate nature more fully.
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True!
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Wow amazing
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Thank you 🙂
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Reblogged this on Alessandria today.
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Very kind
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Reblogged this on Alessandria today.
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Thank you
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