The forests
are here
and the tiger carries the monkey
as if it were her child
but with more force
Baobab
flush with water
once started
the foot-long flowers
can open fully
in less than a minute
The world’s smallest primate
is no bigger than your hand
The nectar starts to flow
Vines spiral in case their roots
shift and their lengths
need to expand
I.
The most extensive organism
carnivorous, deciduous
This is the first place in the world
where trees can grow
if you’re starting at the top
and heading down
Circling the globe
is a big ring
of green oxygen
And if a flake of snow catches
the light in right way
you can see signs of life
from space
Some animals, like spirits,
glimpse each other once,
and keep moving
Hunting and praying
apply resin to the site
of the wound
Running though pinecones,
looking through file cabinets
A caribou raises its white arm
signaling a white defeat
Mirror images fight and bump
and sheer and freezing frustration
The injured loser
may not survive
II.
Such a giant green group
gathers together
shrinking
as the camera pans out
Rest me beneath
a giant redwood
and roll me in
with the fog from the sea
My growing time lasts half a year
my growing time
l
long live, my living
lifeless or not
III.
Raise the mountains, raze the trees
birds eggs, or squirrels’ eyes
and babies busy with nothing
families chirp for help
as a thief traipses on
There is a definite number
of mice captured by owls
and no one will ever know
its full sum
First stage of flight
and the ground is no place
General Sherman is as heavy
as ten blue whales
You would be too
if you were the oldest living thing on earth
Great white guards
watch miniatures, creatures
feed them, shield them
some infants
hardly bigger than kittens
Thin antlers, good dads
Moths hatch
at the last of the summer
In the deciduous transformations
we’ll never be
in the same, dream-like state
which is sad;
the world is round but uneven
The hungriest leaf-eaters
get eaten
and so on
Paradise, the area
of no information
Now here is a big leap
IV.
But what’s the worse—
all of the cicadas
could disappear
We never will grow
wings, but we have
further than dawn
to complete the change
Go for it Got for it
gorge yourselves
just this once
in your lifetime
Every 17 years
what is the purpose
fertilizer and fornication
not necessarily
in that order
in the Northern Hemisphere
primordial thrashing
and they’re standing apart
and they’re starting their rut
There is a doe
and the male mounts her
I didn’t know this
but the rarest cats on earth
are living in Russia
Cue the time lapse from the frozen
there’s a flash in forward motion
into the biggest time
of the ground leaves
Fern leaves unfurl like
the oceanic
the octopus
the tentacles
driving small fish
and other creatures
closer to shore
The earth’s whole face
can start blushing
and changing color
Alright
I know what you’re thinking
but let’s try to keep things
in balance
Fear-mongering
within fig trees
and bright eyes
beyond and before
backgrounds
spark inspection
She turns her head
She turned her head
They know when
you’re a goner
the elders
they’ll need to carry the youngers
to a faraway point
it’s for the Greater Good
climbing up
without thinking
she flits
and turns her head
some things
have thumbs
and others
do not need them
A great old guy falls
and all the trumpet plants
dance at its funeral
set it all
adrift
in search for the figs
in the little tree
She does her best
for thorough examination
The young are
counting on this are
like a tree frog
leaping in slow motion
Cruising to the surface waters
feeding grounds blanketed
by global shadows
of passing clouds
whirlpools, water spouts
and all must be wary
such events
do not last long
and the giant slinks away
Manta rays
always searching
with little effort
Do those sucker fish
ever annoy you?
Like pilots, and gliding along
their home is an
ever-moving thing,
a larger size
of their kind
Where is
the weakened fish
Diving is how
you’ll make something
of your life
Like some sort of sun flower,
reach in all directions
until you find
another death
food comes and goes
and so do you
(you are food)
Imagine the weight
with which
you throw your body
in the water
The wind churns
and gasps at the water
as much as it can
tentacles are near,
open, waiting
Should the color fade,
I’ll take what’s left
and feed it to the younger
On the surface
of the world,
that something—
it’s listening
to the fin slapping
in what
(some)
course
of direction
(diving)
Leah Clancy just moved to Los Angeles like everyone else. She still remains unrelated to Tom Clancy.
Leah Clancy just moved to Los Angeles like everyone else. She still remains unrelated to Tom Clancy.
