Friday, April 14, 2017

Kit Kelen #464 - in the steppes



464
in the steppes
(Borodin)

a conch calls
that was the sea once

on horseback then
the bamboo tune

nothing cultivated
life is far

a star is ringing
so dawn

it's out of the night
the ancestors come

days to a lake
no one chose the Palaeo-diet

last snows track
the desert from the desert

conjure tomorrow for a destination
a mount is pointed

hooves know the way
all this forgotten now

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