Linden Van Wert
Recapitulation
Though we don’t believe it, the story nature tells has never been human-centred.
This early morning, a silhouette seems to be an Archaeopteryx spreading
its long-feathered wings in the glare of today’s climbing sun
motionless on the tall, steel tower carrying power lines
beside the causeway leading to a nearby island.
It is an anhinga drying its wings after breakfast—
today’s link in the unbroken chain of winged fishers
from Late Jurassic waters among extinct reptiles—a reminder
that every day we travel among miracles as if they were merely mundane.
Will the possibility of impermanence ever pierce our saurian sense of entitlement?