I swallow summer,
whole, like a wild, sweet berry.
You shine verdant,
sunlit,
fruit on a sacred tree.
By Ted Eytan from Washington, DC, USA – 2017.01.21 Women’s March Washington, DC USA 00094, CC BY-SA 2.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=55208311
I swallow summer,
whole, like a wild, sweet berry.
You shine verdant,
sunlit,
fruit on a sacred tree.
Daddy Dog is in the back room with Mouse (Mouse is actually Sadie the Border Collie).
Mouse: (and here you should know that we make our dogs talk in funny voices!) “Mom…..Daddy is kissing me”
Mama Dog: (making coffee for the next morning) “Wow…lucky you, he hasn’t kissed me yet today.”
Daddy Dog: “How sooneth thou forget-eth”
Mama Dog: “Forget-eth? Don’t you mean forget-est”
Daddy Dog: “….no….this time I meant forget-eth…”
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The band did a brief tour in the lower 48 during the summer of 2011, and we here at Primitive State were ALL OVER those tickets! Here’s a video from the original album that turned us on, back in the day. Enjoy!
americana, be good tanyas, folk music
In secret negotiations
they are given back to
the soul-less concerns
that removed them
completely
in the first place.
pale feathered lace blossoms
blooming mats of buffalo grass
roots so strong as to build houses on the plains
grim faced women with grass grown roofs and walls
imagine the sweet earth smell of it
like the bed of a burrowing owl
all roots down and flowers up