Cuyamaca Omen … a poem by Alice B. Clagett

CUYAMACA OMEN
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett
1 May 2017

Once I ran
a leaf-strewn path
beside a sometime mountain stream
my family
ground its meal by

Young then, but lithe,
I was
the Silent Runner

It was the black bear
took my life
Still wondering —
What will this brave boy
become?

. . . . .

Later I walked
Those mountain paths
Saw him fly by,
heading downstream

I stopped to nap
under our family’s oak tree,
Woke with a start!
What’s that behind me?

But it was
only a coyote child.

. . . . .

Yesterday
the air was full
of omens

What should I do?
I asked
my Cuyamaca dad

You are, he said,
My cherished one —
Go quick!
May these thy feet
touch not one leaf!

And so I fled
back to the quiet places –

. . . . .

Dad, dad!
Once more I am
the silent runner!

Image: “California Wildflower,” by Alice B. Clagett, ca. 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “California Wildflower,” by Alice B. Clagett, ca. 2015, CC BY-SA 4.0

 


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