August - the Ark

August - the Ark15, 2019

After the rain

The sun is bright , the water heavy in the air

Shall we let the beasts out father?

They are stomping in the hull

Oh daughter - wait a while and see
 there may be orders on the way

If we are given orders

That officially its over

This God-sent calamity

I’ve sent a scout out , we will wait

For his return and if it’s calm

We may well reconsider - but for now …

Oh father - there’s a butterfly

Surely that can only mean

That there is foliage nearby - and trees -

Look there’s blossoms on the waves

Hush hush my girl

It is a corpse and those aren’t flowers

They’re entrails glinting in the sun

At least there’s sunshine

It’s been many days

It’s been forty since the storm

I have been counting - look - there’s pollen in the air

And thistledown

Its floating by in drowsy drifts

Oh father - there’s a pelican

Its ashes , daughter , blowing by

and that is just a burned out log

When have you ever seen a pelican ?

They have been gone a century

You are imagining these things

You may have fever . Go below the deck and I will steer the ark

Oh father did you feel that bump ?

I think we are in shallow seas

I think the ark has hit the ground

Oh - forty is it ?

 

I fear that they will sink the ship

Splinter the timbers with their hooves

Theyre pawing with their claws

I’m sure that some of them can swim

At least the bufallos and bears

Water Nymph - Wilhelm Kotarbinski