Je M'appelle Ivan
I am alone I am a real bear with a head full of
hazard and light I live in nature live with no
friends and no equity who needs it I have
my face I have my hands which are as I speak
mauling the air one time I took a trip I lay
horizontal on a marvelous raft I did look up
regard the blank stars and accept them as holes in
the frame one time I ran so fast I left my own
self behind my own self wandered into an old
birch and it fell over I have now escrow O
bees though sweet kingdom of noise I worship
freely and I pee on the leaves and the wind
impulses right through me like a small clean rock
all I want is the fish to glow at night when
everyone on earth is trying to reach me hello
yes hello this never happens yet other events
go on and on the dimming of the moon I am
upright I am lumbering alone with no liquidity
and I live on berries deliver me berries if later
on you glide into these wild and wilder woods
-Heather Christle, from The Trees The Trees
For those interested here is a version of a bear done in the Haida style by Artist Joe Mandur Jr.
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