it - the beginning

Autumn Peltier loves the water of her home and said she sees personhood there. To take "it" the pronoun away, to refuse to use it for water as Peltier has, may leave a hole for understanding the other earthly entities as alive and equal.

Who really are our grandparents, mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles, cousins?

Our family speaks, but we do not look or listen... to them.

The use of it has done this.  Earth, water, animal, air - do we care?

Assessing what is alive and dead, what is equal and subservient, has brought great weaknesses to modern thinking. To use it to objectify lives lessens respect, weakens our own emotional intelligence and cognitive sensibilities.

rabbit, rabbit

rabbit, rabbit
when first said
weds
luck to day,
and night to dread.

rabbit, rabbit
rare bit
this runt kit
of the litter
call him
Lazurus.

rabbit, rabbit
Tu'er Shen
again and
again
died for love.

rabbit, rabbit
Tu'er ye
sees
night tears,
fights fear,
unsinged.

rabbit, rabbit
if a doe
warrened below
licks the moon
she'll mother.

rabbit, rabbit
run, run, buck
one foot cut
you're out
of luck.

rabbit, rabbit
bones at rest

anthropocene

A star collapses in upon itself, producing an event horizon periphery, within which creation, singularity, voice, is blacked out, compressed, seemingly silenced. Black holes seem ancient, absolute, but are not. It is quite possible that, as I write this, a black hole at the center of the universe, formed in relatively recent time, has itself died, gushing forth as a white hole all the light and life thought obliterated, lost. It is good to remember that what was is, and is can be nothing, something, anything. What artists do may be a microcosmic processing of this recurring, and overwhelming, renaissance, their recording of things and thoughts a series of overspill cachements.

what
flowered
was
fruit
within
begins
to fall
into
autumn