Late-Winter/Early-SpringBranch Medicine-Magics/Heart ChARms
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--A Dancing—
“Equal and opposite reaction” to Skip/Flit action
YES—Chickadee Flock sets
THe Dead/yet incredibly springy/resilient /
Lower branches of THe Cedar-Trees
--A Dancing—2
11 Beadlets of Last Nite’s Ice Rain
Strung along branch of THe
Prickley Ash—THe
Stringent inner bark A NAtive MedicAtion—
HOdenOshonee SnOWshoe certainly recommends it
11 Ice-Beads along a jagger-studded branch—
Each Bead ablaze w/ its own DAy
Star—HEY-YAH-HEY—
11 Suns
Stunningly/Exceptionally/Other-Worldly
Even by HOdenOshonee standards3
Branches of THe Northern White Cedar—
THornapple—TAmarack recently felled
THinning THe young White Ash GroveSlender/curving Branches gnawed nakedly/strikingly
Bone-White bY THe Hungry WhIte-Tailed Deer and Snow-
Shoe Hare of HOdenOshonee Cedar-WoodBranches nakedly/strikingly thrilling in their
Visual similitUde tO March NEW MOOn
above Ash Grove hungHOdenOshonee
Cedar-Wood
Late-Winter/
Early-Spring
Y-2K+2
(TOday’s Message from THe Sender of Messages/ THis late-Winter’s AM)Stone Piles of THe HOdenOshonee Cedar-WoodReunited by RAIN
SnOw-FAll
O—GhOstly StOne Piles
Of THe HOdenOshonee Cedar-Wood
Hemmed in now by impenetrable Cedar-Brake
darkly
THose hardiest of pioneer species
Reclaiming for NATURE the abandoned farm-
Land that had once ringed these Stone Piles round
Densest of Northern White Cedar now
Restoring Forest w/ a vengence
O—GhOstly StOne Piles
Of THe HOdenOshonee Cedar-Wood
By the Deep Mid-Winter
Not sO much mounded-up StOne
As a coverless enclOsure filling up
With SnOw
Where primordial Forest had fallen
Now Forest riseth again
Except where Stone’s piled Stone on Stone—
Stone on Stone--Where the former
Forest Ground lies buried deep
And only the Moss groweth Green
O—GhOstly
Mossen Testaments
To a Forest Sacrifice—
Monuments to A Long-Forgotten Time—
A TIme when timber of ancient split-rail fence
Stood TAll and Green in THe Cedar-TRee--
HAUnt of THe GhOstly SnOWshoe
Fore-FAthers
O—GhOstly—
And even more sO now
In the reverential hush
Of A February SnOw-Fall
ALL THese GHOSTLY Silences
Quieting—
Quieting—
Quieting
THe
Restless
Mind
HOdenOshonee
Cedar-Wood
Mid-Winter
Y-2K+2
Rain’s coming down
Come’n down from Mother
Sky—Clouds—over-head Boughs—Leaves
Get’n wet—Don’t have much choice in the matterRain’s falling—Fall’n onto Riverbank
Brush—Heads—Roots—Wings—Backs—
Riverbank Grasses—Riverbank Bedrock
Totally sOaked—Get’n sO easy—O—YEAHRainwater’s running down Tree Trunks—Legs—
Fernstems—Creeks—Deer Trails—Trout
Tails—THe Middle Branch O’ THis Oswegatchie River
AH—Beauteous UnityEvrything’s glistening and wet with liquid precipitation
Alienation evaporates—HEY-YAH-HEY—Barriers
Fall/dissolve in THese united states of RAIN
All of US—At ONEWorld’s wet and Water’s in
Motion—Goin back to our primal/
Original One-ness—In Wilderness Waters--
Life like it was in THe OceanBetween THe River and EW Gut
Fall/1985
An Arboreal Sanctification
Walking by fenceline Hickories
I notice an intensified Shine
From the North-SideWalking ½-way round
Ancient Old Apple-TRees—
Yes—An intense directional effectEncircling Male White-Ash-TRee
In THis deliberate bringing of TRee-TOp
against THe Sun-Father
At one and the same timeBoth Blackening w/ Shadow and En-Flaming w/
A White-FIre-WhIte Radiance
“TOo BrIght to behold”THis Baptism/THis NATURE Super-Naturale
Sign
SImultaneously sanctifIed bY HIgh-FIre--
DeifIed bY IceHOdenOshonee
Hill-Place
Morning after Late-
Winter Ice Rain
Y-2K+2
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