Orion

[ofsatyagraha]

Far back when I went zig-zagging
through tamarack pastures
you were my genius, you
my cast-iron Viking, my helmed
lion-heart king in prison.
Years later now you're young

my fierce half-brother, staring
down from that simplified west
your breast open, your belt dragged down
by an oldfashioned thing, a sword
the last bravado you won't give over
though it weighs

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[ballpointsword]

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[ofsatyagraha]

smiles to you, andrew :)

i love naomi shihab nye as well. not to mention everything you've been writing these days. keep it up.