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Rochelle Owens: Devour Not the Elephant :: Poems and Poetics

Rochelle Owens: Devour Not the Elephant

Poaching scene
crime scene  carcasses of
dead rhinos and Savannah elephants
Precious the ivory tusks and horns
cut off  severed
Two from a bull
raw and bleeding holes gouged
into Jumbo’s face
Swollen  infected the wounds
every day bears the data
Data of body
feces  hair and nails  yellowish-white
bones push to the surface
In the green of leaves  Earth
Air  Fire  Water
          *
What is property?
property is the body  Ears  Trunk
Feet
The face half-severed  precious
the ivory tusks and horns
Property is the body
mutilated  burned  Ears  Trunk
Feet
Ears like human fingerprints
none are the same
Flapping their ears
blood circulates in the head
ears the shape of Africa
Two long pointed teeth stick out
of the mouth
The trunk is like a human arm
or the fingers of a hand
picking berries
Elephant corpses found drifting
In a creek  yellowish-white bones
Push to the surface
In the green of leaves Earth
Air  Fire  Water
What is property?  property
is the body  a human arm or hand
My mother was sold
from me \when I could
but crawl
                      *
Among the stalls
piles of ivory trinkets  bangles
and beads
Rows of Ivory carvings
of maidens  monks  and birds
Carcasses of dead rhinos
and Savannah Elephants  carcasses
stripped of their skin
Burned  mutilated  saleable parts
hacked off
Ears  Trunk  Feet
the horns and tusks ground up
my body the bread  my blood the wine
*
Disturbingly informative
an elephant savaged by poachers
Poison in the rivers
poison in the arrow heads  following
the dying animal around
Following the dying animal around
every day bears the data
Data of body  body of data
property is the body mutilated  burned
carnal/spiritual
In the green of leaves  Earth
Air  Fire  Water

 

Source: Poems and Poetics: Rochelle Owens: Devour Not the Elephant

“Inspired Chaos or Just Chaos” by Donna Fleischer | The Marsh Hawk Press Review (Fall 2014) Edited by Eileen R. Tabios

Inspired Chaos or Just Chaos

 

The bristlecone pine here nearly
5,000 years, even after drouth, with its symbiotic
neighbor sequoia, a protective coloring for each,
who would hesitate to call this affection?

Its parabola pineconedness a mashup into form, for a while
there’s periodicity, duration, dimensionality,
repeatability, language acquisition, and imposition
of meaning; arising concepts of property,
agency, recognition of authorship in order to
patrol these waters. How will seed open? How to know?

 

Feeling. Mysteries of infant babble and breast, stuporous
gaze as cell and cell and cell divide into overlap motility, hibernation,
dormancy, equinox, silence. Shadow minutes before dawn invokes
Aeolus, Greek god of winds breathe life into these forms, inspire
chaos, mutability, imagination. Re-visionings ~

 

– Donna Fleischer
The Marsh Hawk Press Review (Fall 2014)

Property is poverty –, by Ann Engelman / Solitary Plover Issue #17 Winter 2013

Property is poverty –
I’ve foreclosed.
I own again

these walls thin
as the back
of my writing tablet.

And more:
all who live here –
card table to eat on,

broken bed –
sacrifice for less
than art.

Ann Engelman
Solitary Plover
Issue #17, Winter 2013

Passerina versicolor Varied bunting, by Hugh Behm-Steinberg / Spiral Orb

Varied Bunting (The Firefly Forest photo)

Passerina versicolor Varied bunting, by Hugh Behm-Steinberg