There are no limits to what we can experience through the power of our imaginations. This poem uses the traditions of the Old Testament psalms to ponder the complex inter-relatedness of all things.
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Psalm
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I have swarmed with locusts and in the murmurations of starlings, woken snug within the pellet of an owl, stitched tight between the bones of mice.
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I have followed secret runs to butcher stricken shrews and voles. My body bears stigmata from the octopus, the livid scars from razor clams.
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Discharged from the guts of elk I was re-formed as winged beetle and jackal. I swallowed birds whole, have been spat out by sated dogs.
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I was brother to plankton, and through the soft gauze of a moth’s eye mapped the desert stars. I learned the ways of sturdy tardigrades.
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Above salt lakes I skimmed in the gaping beaks of pelicans, on Ailsa Craig dived with gannets to snatch at silver.
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For we are all of the dust of stars, reborn hunter and hunted, to soar splay-winged across the moon or shadow the lonely light of angler fish.