— - Jeffrey McDaniel
The moon was like a full cup tonight,
too heavy, and sank in the mist
soon after dark, leaving for light
faint stars and the silver leaves
of milkweed beside the road,
gleaming before my car.
Yet I like driving at night
in summer and in Vermont:
the brown road through the mist
of mountain-dark, among farms
so quiet, and the roadside willows
opening out where I saw
the cows. Always a shock
to remember them there, those
great breathings close in the dark.
I stopped, and took my flashlight
to the pasture fence. They turned
to me where they lay, sad
and beautiful faces in the dark,
and I counted them–forty
near and far in the pasture,
turning to me, sad and beautiful
like girls very long ago
who were innocent, and sad
because they were innocent,
and beautiful because they were
sad. I switched off my light.
But I did not want to go,
not yet, nor knew what to do
if I should stay, for how
in that great darkness could I explain
anything, anything at all.
I stood by the fence. And then
very gently it began to rain.
This sky where we live,
Is no place to lose our wings,
'If it doesn’t fit in your backpack you don’t need it.’
from WAITS/CORBIJN ‘77-‘11
Tom Waits by Anton Corbijn
Another of those rare, global A-ha moments might be just over the horizon … one when we the people will suddenly wake up to our own power, learn to harness the raw creativity and leaderless horizontalism and send a powerful chilling message to criminal CEOs like Lloyd Blankfein & Hugh Grant– that from now on they will pay a heavy price for any betrayal of the public trust.
There’s a whole list of corporate criminals that warrant our heat. We call these the Dirty Dozen. One of the world’s worst offenders is the GMO crazed Monsanto Corporation and its CEO, Hugh Grant, who poison our food supply and ravage the land with frankenfood.
On Saturday, join us in cities across the world as we focus our collective energy against Monsanto, a target all of humanity can agree deserves to be taken out.
My eye caught a dark form lying on the river bottom. It took me a few moments to comprehend what I had stumbled upon. Lying peacefully in the shallow waters of the river, only a few meters from shore, was a full-grown cougar. The contrast between the serenity of the scene I was witnessing and what must have played out here in the cougar’s final moments made me shiver. It was the first shiver of many, as I stripped down and waded out into the icy water to get this shot. x