Carbon Dating
The charcoaled line stretches forth from soil to skyward
An undulating green spring, retaining spines coiled to keep an earthly grip
Reciprocating in transparency to a full spectrum of mature color
The sun’s refractions glinting, giving birth to starry darkness
A lily’s image fulfilled by genetic code,
hypothesis confirmed by what is found in too many dreams.
Predictable growth, stems risen from stamens
leaves unfurled, photosynthetic flags taking a natural course
paled buds, once brilliant petals, curled detritus
seeping perpetually
between the grains of soil, flowing around and over rocks to again return
towards the sun
pulling essence and vigor with its travels.
Paris R. Masek II
March, 2009
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"Do you know how babies are born?"
"Like this, the spirit follows the parents for two years before it is born. It follows, watching. It knows everything. Even when it is born it knows everything. Until it starts walking, talking. Maybe a year old. Then it forgets, falls apart what it knows.
'Then, you know, it starts learning again. If the person gets old, REAL old, it will be all together again. In between is what you call living."
"Like this, the spirit follows the parents for two years before it is born. It follows, watching. It knows everything. Even when it is born it knows everything. Until it starts walking, talking. Maybe a year old. Then it forgets, falls apart what it knows.
'Then, you know, it starts learning again. If the person gets old, REAL old, it will be all together again. In between is what you call living."
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