Earth Day Every Day

Kristen Lenea Ryberg

note: I have edited a bit since this initial recording.

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I.

I only know the hill

its thick green

points push the curve

of my foot on earth.

A rootless foreigner,

othered by the bed

of logs, beak holed

worm holed, warmed

by loyalists of lichen.

I want to see the slow work

its business, unadvertised.

Watch a cow flick dumb flies,

hear its pink square mouth

tear the tender grass.

I’m an outsider, unschooled.

I only know the hill as a rounded

thing, thick with little bones.

II.

Dear Earth little hill made round

wound round with spinning.

I wish it was enough

our Power,

of Positive Thinking

located in our prefrontal cortex

directly behind the eyes.

Able to see.

III.

Dear Earth,

thank you for your generosity

for a long time, it appeared endless

in this place of our becoming

adept at altering

everything.

And Dear Earth,

Abaci are still used.

Somewhere in a small village

someone is sliding

smooth wood beads to the addition or

subtraction side, just like me, you say,

and scales adjusted

through balance.

Earth Day Earth Day Earth Day Earth Day, Every Day

Earth Day.

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