a literary journal published by the Black Earth Institute dedicated to re-forging the links between art and spirit, earth and society
I need to know. Any snake hanging
from a tree means illness is on its way;
one swimming on top the water
says someone will leave you soon;
cattle sprawled out on the ground
open gates for a new storm;
a turtle staring at you before you notice it
sees something bent in your soul;
blue heron alone in the marsh call
for dead relatives, begging you to remember.
Should a cat drop a mole at your feet,
though, you need to turn and run.