One Poem. One Planet. April 18, 2017

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18.

The bear was as surprised as we were
suddenly face to face on a trail that had ceased
being a trail at least a decade ago when miners
quit this worthless claim

I am alive!
declared the bear

We are in love!
And lost!

we said, backing away
Hey, Bear. Hey, Bear.

Above us mountains held the blue milk sky
of the in-between season—
not winter, not spring—unlovely April
with its dingy grass and slick mud

Husband and wife celebrating the anniversary
of their life-long joining , lost in the water-song of melt,
calling out to the bear and the un-beautiful world
as if our tongues were made of flowers

that bloom a month from now,
anemones high in the mountains.

Let us renew our vows, Bear, let us pass, Bear

into the birch, tall-throats waiting
for their green voice to ripen.
Hey, Bear. Hey. The bear considered us,
sniffed the earth then left us to our troth

— Arlitia Jones, April 18, 2017

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2 Comments on “One Poem. One Planet. April 18, 2017

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