Trans-Species

Sandwiching an excerpt from Penn(y) Kemp between two quotations from e.e. cummings

when the oak begs permission of the birch
to make an acorn
June 8: I’m at a cocktail party of poets. I look down and realize I haven’t shaved my legs. Fur is growing over my ankles and feet. I continue chatting, wondering if anyone will notice. What am I becoming? The carpet is a moss bed of green fur.
(at the magical hour
when is becomes if)
The piece from Penn(y) Kemp is from a poem entitled “Dreams While Reading Gimbutas’ Goddesses and God of Old Europe” in Eidolons and we are struck by its concluding image: part vegetable, part animal and wholly imaginary.

And so for day 1396
09.10.2010