EGO UMBRA and 3 other poems
Natures spectral shadow rises, a fierce ecofeminist reclamation of memory and agency,…
Read more →Nature, once a mere shadow, now walks, breathing vibrant life into all barren, forgotten ruins.
Nature
May be content
Just being an airy
Little shadow, from a
Safe distance standing,
Watching the Anthropocene
Unfold—
Where’s the sport
In seeing humans do
More damage to
Her carefully-constructed
Ornate creation when she’s
Helpless to avert, as
Shade?
Nature
Had to demonstrate
Her innate powers
To all doubters
Left by assuming a
Fully functional, fleshly, feminine
Form.
Wherever she
May roam,
Nature
Leaves a long trail of footprints
Sprouting new blades of grass
Growing into new meadows, weeds,
Kudzu vines tangled within it all—
Wherever there are
Chalk-dry ruins,
Nature
Summons clouds, rain and wind,
Vegetation, morning dew make a bold return,
Animal survivors walk, crawl, slither, fly,
Come out from long, cautious hiding—
Everything she touches
Turns into life.
W: 8.11.21
[ Inspired by the 3-part graphic novel series Anafae,
created by Monica Richards and James Neely. ]