Caucasus
11-30-17
Come echoes of ancient culture
To fight or flight or freeze
And catch sight of a hovering vulture
In mythic covers of our Celtic books
To emerge and erupt
Nearly everywhere that indeed is somewhere
And I must claim to care
As Cinema has roots for tattoos of coffee cups
And poets' inspiration
Where love comes to you
Seven thousand years to hear and bounce back
From the setback as to resile in the Caucasus
And new ideas as it pertains
To scopes of science and cinematography
For Greek neighbors lightening all labors
No need to be stranded nor forsaken
On the isle of Main
Doing the best we can
I spend the day my way
As insular and differentiated....
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