the stories we live
we return to the Southeast from the Southwest:
we went to where the structure of the story was revealed,
what rock, sun, wind outline of the reality
that characters, situations, and conflict establish,
while back here in the Southeast
subtlety and nuance add complexity to the Cliff's Notes basics:
forests of trees erupt from the earth
and create chapter after chapter of overarching consequence,
here ubiquitous plants are empowered
to be, to flower, to take what sun and rain give,
to let themselves develop their subplots of the continuing story,
subplots that still exist out West
but are far more subtle in their telling than in the East,
birds, in both areas, are many, and varied,
near me now a pileated woodpecker keeps asserting its moments,
as the sky releases a light, brief shower,
later six turkey cultures glide gracefully overhead,
surfing the power of rain squall wind,
our garden nudges me to plant for spring, summer, fall,
the story back East is fundamentally the same as in the Southwest,
life is, the underlying structure of life upon the world, is,
I love both the short and the long version
of the story the Earth allows us to live,
the story the Earth challenges us
to read, to watch, to appreciate,
while we still have the ability to notice
the driving power of the tales before us and with us,
as we are both audience and bit actors
for what writes itself upon the stage before us.
by Henry H. Walker
March 16, ‘26
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