Sunday, January 11, 2009
As I post this I am watching Mark Wahlberg in the 2008 classic "Max Payne"
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sky_burial
Sky Burial
Hollow broken bones,
meat mixed with barley flour,
yak butter and tea;
vultures take the best of the spoils,
bones are left to ravens and hawks.
On this clear morning
our breath masses in fine clouds
as we remember
the one who offered himself
to the sky. Juniper fires
cleanse the air above
the charnel-ground, a tower
of silence stained
by sunrise. Later, man-sized
wings will carry altered flesh
across the mountains.
Nothing remains but dirty-
white feathers and memory.
Last poem tomorrow!
Dave.
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