i wish


Written by Cathoel Jorss,

Can there be anything more magnificent than clouds passing, at night between us and the stars, unhurriedly and without pause passing from east to west like the sun. In the distant western hills a community of storm birds screeches and wheedles and spools and yearns. The visitor I brought back with me from Europe had never seen the Southern Cross. It took him a long time to see what I was pointing at, some weeks back, because it is famous and small and dim: a cross properly. Dame Southern Land. The reef, the trees, the ineffable quiet hills. All of the creatures who burrow along the branches or through soil here underneath my head. The long beach, the wrecked mountains, the pulse. I’ll fight for you.

2 comments on “she-moon

  1. Worth fighting for, our Mother Earth.

    James Synot April 9, 2014 at 11:05 pm
  2. She, and all who sail on her.

    Cathoel Jorss April 16, 2015 at 9:11 am

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