BECOMING 4-LEGGED

HARVESTING WATER,
BECOMING ONE OF THE 4-LEGGEDS


These trails have always been trails.

I try and talk
something else comes out
where I've never been
and where I don't know
where it is. Here is here.
Every time.
That's where we went.
So much fast water
falling over itself tumbling
off rocks bigger than men
ever tried to look at, take in.

All that speed over what won't move
over an aging body.

Why is the spoken sound better
than the written word?

Water washing water harvest sound
what we had with spilling light
coming out all sides like fire.
Maybe that's what is was, fire--
and fire-light flaring--

                                    Stormed.
            Water-stormed.

After a morning going up,
            ascending.
picking a tread way up over stone,
going down. Before trekking poles
this was hard work. Man work.

Water-stormed in wonder space.

Trekking poles, now, there's something
beyond water worth considering.

A man talking to a man
harvesting water.

Going mountain down after five/six hours
of climbing, mind already free
of what it knows and what it thought it knew.
It's changed, altered, endorphins, new-mind,
synapses, dopamine, everything spent
and mind falls out of itself, no-mind.

And the poles--poles adjusting the body.
                       
                                    Shortened,
and man body bent low, trekking
poles turn one as close
as one can become,
into one of the four-leggeds.
                       
Man-drawn body,
body tight. Drawn in and four-legged
The man-elbows
act as knees--act--that's what they are--
knees. Front legs shorter
than man-legs trailing Muscle-work,
not touch and fly work Those knees
walking/jumping around rock and root,
fast--animal reflex fast. Those trekking poles
even look like antelope legs--
not as fast or quick, but the mountain rhythm
dance-hop reaches towards that kind of grace
in the descent-dance.
                         Keep it until you're changed.
It travels time-corners, connecting to other,
earlier times, trace element beyond time
splashes of awareness, pre-cognitive, connect time.
Precognitive. Animal dream
worth striving for--dreaming about--
those short front legs,--
those elbows turned goat-knee
surefooted off rock, goat-knees
            jumping rock
hoof-turned into plastic basket.

Just what is that, walking sidewalk in the city?

Jim Bodeen
25 August 2017--1 September 2017

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