Jun 17, 2021

Crows. Atlanteans. What do you want?

jobe, the crows are outside yelling again. 

They know something and they want to tell us, 

but we don't speak their language, 

and they don't speak ours. Isn’t that always the way? 

What could the Atlanteans tell us today, 

if we could speak to them? Or the ancient sorcerers 

and alchemists of the Nile and the Tigris? 

Those people who crossed the Bering Strait had motivation 

and courage. But why? Now the crows have grown quiet again,

are they listening to my thoughts? jobe, are the crows reading

your mind? Damn. I move the curtain a little and peek outside.

It is a perfect spring day in California. Perfect.




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