who wakes me?
For centuries I hid beneath the skin of summits,
slept beside you in your cave.
I was your ally in the time of buffalo and bear
and lay on the hearth beside your beasts until you made me weapon.
Then I marched against the ranks of vivid trees
and left them spectral, rigged as grey masts against a bloody sky.
In shame I learned to dance flamenco, hid my eyes
behind veils; black swans that beat the feathered air.
You were seduced until the London river blazed with dragons,
screamed red.
And now you tempt me with your drug of clear air.
I am awake. Watch.
Elemental Dialogues 