For a season,
transient over the ice-pack,
her bundle regarded hope
while his averred fealty.
Both solicited the dragon’s gate
yet overlooked the soft pearl which sustains
the breath and pulse of para-reality.
The Solutrean hypothesis proposes that the first people to settle in the North Americas travelled from the landmass now known as Europe. It is suggested that these nomads may have moved across the frozen ice from Siberia.
In the spirit of “A Thousand Scientific Facts about the sea” and the rusting brass badges of “At Noon,” this poem is not intended to be factually accurate. Instead, this is a story of woman and man travelling with their bundles. While they journey, the pair seeks the large, recognizable, mythical landmark that will herald their arrival. In doing so, they overlook that which small, self-creating and enduring.
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