Digging for gods.
By onemorething
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Rabbits are fine astrologers;
they loosen stars from their constellations
to study after midnight, and hand
their prophecies to the first light of dawn.
Rabbits understand the bitter leaves
of how what shines
are so many worldless suns,
too far-flung to keep
any promise of warmth.
And in a burrow, there is love
cut into the earth, into deep
channels of faith, in connections
that course a warren - it is complex,
this digging for gods. Beneath
the infrasound of night;
its smoke and fire and teeth, little frames
built for fleeing and hearts that rattle
engines for the locomotion of fear.
Though there is mallow too; pink,
sweeter, there is the cold breath of moon
that pales across the fathomless age
of moss, and isn't time and space always
a medicine, how it tells you your smallness,
for me to be able to say I do not matter
and if history should ask me,
this will be my answer.
Image is from here: https://commons.m.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Ridolfo_Ghirlandaio_-_Portrait_of_a_Lady_with_a_Rabbit_-_1871.72_-_Yale_University_Art_Gallery.jpg
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Rabbits as astrologers
Rabbits as astrologers loosening stars from constellations - creative overdrive in the early hours again, Rachel. Super, of course :)
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I realise reading this that I
I realise reading this that I am making a treasure chest in my mind of favourite poems of yours. This one is added.
How I wish my insomia produced any kind of poem, instead of just grumpy vagueness and the ability to cry on demand. Of anything.
This is so beautiful, even though you capture the rabbit fragility, you also have their braveness. How you describe the burrows is wonderful.
As well as everyone who knows you must feel, you matter to anyone who reads your poems, you know? You make life brighter
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This poem is like a journey
This poem is like a journey of the stars through the eyes of a robbit, a journey of many emotions that effect us as humans. Always inspiring Rachel.
Jenny.
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