Footprints on the Roof: Poems About the Earth
Contributor note: Illustrated via Meilo So
Publish yr note: First released in 2002
This provocative choice of poems levels from such lofty topics as an astronaut’s view of Earth to the burrows of worms and little creatures in the earth, “where i attempt to tread softly: a quiet tremendous leaving in basic terms footprints at the roof.”
Marilyn Singer’s lilting loose verse bargains visible pictures that supply us clean new insights and admire for the robust strength of volcanoes, fens, islands, deserts, dunes, and typical failures. Singer’s simply available poems additionally contain the various lighter moments of formative years, resembling sliding on ice and enjoying in dust. Meilo So’s particular india ink drawings on rice paper offer a particularly good-looking show off for those buoyant nature poems.
From the Hardcover edition.
Earth ice a similar evening the window cracked the rain became hard-hearted the floor grew to become suggest and we woke to a global of ice Out in the street Dad windmilled [ike a slapstick dancer mother crept [ike a mincing crab We attempted to inform them ice respects not anyone if you cannot lick it trick it yet they did not are looking to pay attention Then we looped our scarves throughout our faces in order that they could not see us snort and slid around the sidewalk just like the earth used to be one significant rink islands Dad loves to speak about islands— how.
Watch the place you stand these horror motion picture locations damp and thick with fog packed with jaws and flashing claws, scales and thrashing tails you cannot be bored in a bayou a fen, a marsh, a bathroom— these misunderstood locations the place logs may have the teeth reeds may have wings the place the air so nonetheless/ so quiet regularly growls/ buzzes/ sings barren region i would like to be there while the barren region blooms to work out scorching purple and shining gold interrupt the unending tan to bop one of the cactuses carrying flora of their spiky hair To.
around the solar or a touch pointed breeze to remind you that the earth has grew to become back and in a protracted gradual wink the nights will develop the times will curb The richest backyard the greenest timber could have a distinct shape donning withered leaves like thoughts of days while it used to be hot usual failures We have been speaking failures scaring ourselves with what in the world might scare us: Volcanoes venting red-hot rivers spumes of ash like barbecues long past loopy Earthquakes that crack the realm like a.
From humus moss and leaf mould from issues delicate and unpredictable that slide underneath our toes yet even within the urban sparrows nest in lampposts tree trunks upward push from sewers and mulberries fats and red rain on sidewalks turning the pavement tender and unpredictable making it slide underneath our ft dust occasionally I’m within the temper for dust whilst my feet have tasted too many sidewalks whilst my knees have stayed too fresh too unused whilst the earth is a cake with no frosting or a sundae with no sauce Then I.
Cheer on rain and thunder and ignore my sneakers within the park or via the river i select ooze wintry weather Solstice On December twenty-first glossy black-booted warmly snow-suited I choose and lick an icicle and faux i am in Australia the place it's the first morning of summer time at the different aspect of the earth and that i recognize that somebody there sandy bare-footed coolly bathing-suited will purchase and take a look at an ice cream cone and fake she's in the USA the place it's the first morning of wintry weather at the different part of the.