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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 4081 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Consulting the Books of Change Nellie melba (Lorin Ford) Change – these beginnings nobody has planned, random yet splashed with a pattern of stars. Three coins, yarrow stalks, the card deck in hand. A question tossed into fate’s high places. The random pattern of mirroring stars. Leaves in a teacup of sepia ink. A question tossed up to quarrelsome gods sprouts fins and swims with a coin in its mouth. Sepia leaves in a tannin-dyed river swirl into faces that watch for a sign. The miracle fish with gold in its mouth spills treasure words for the lucky fisher. Whose are these faces waiting for the sign to love or to be born, to act or to speak treasure words fished from sea-deep whispers? And what have they to do with you or me, who love and answer, perhaps, unknowing, questions we may have been asking before? I swim the current between you and me head above water for fear of drowning. I ask the questions I may have asked before (All is changed. This beginning I didn’t plan.) head above my heart for fear of drowning. The coins, the card deck tremble in my hands. |
