Itztlacoliuhqui

It's a very early morning,

those hours when the light like a mouse

comes from its hiding place

and warily comes

across the landscape almost

tenderly, and

grows, grows

to be one of those huge

rodents the humans encountered in the Americas

after coming in their boats down

from the now sunken Beringia.

The day awakens,

touched by the light's paws,

an October mix of water, mud and snow

emerging from the night flowing

away, the low tide

revealing the fossil landscape of

a bygone era of Áine.

30.10.2017