forget about berry picking…

 

 

Contemplation

 

What did the shuffling ape

   think when she saw

      for the first time

         a whole tree,

as it stood alone

   beyond the edge of the wood?

 

Did she think of shape for the first time?

Did she think “bigger than me”?

Did she conjure a new word?

Did she imagine not climbing it,

and shuffling on

   to where the berries grow?

Did she point to it when her mate arrived?

 

Did she think “I move,

I am not that thing”?

 

June 18, 2025

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