A Commentary
Across the pond
looking through the mist
at the distant forest of trees
on the opposite shore,
seeming like a valley away
from where I am
feeling this sadness
akin to life on a precipice.
Oh, this conscious visitation
of feeling fear and anxiety,
and just montaging these images
crossing my heart,
hoping for some respite.
What’s to discover
that’s being revealed
in these feelings?
Though the pond
is seemingly other worldly,
there is no salvation
in ethereal distractions
and ignoring the Earth here.
So, I listen
in this silence
to the trees
to other wise voices,
not my own,
for worthy council.
RICHARD MACKAY
With regard to Robin Wall Kimmerer’s Native wisdom,
Robert Bly, and other poets and artist’s words and images.
***There’s a feeling of chagrin in realizing that there unfortunately will be little attention paid now by our government and in much of the general public to the global climate accord meeting going on.