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WE KNOW BETTER

We know better than to claim
success when the grass is belly-high
and Dry Creek runs year-round.

We know the fickle temperament
of the wild gods and goddesses
who have few rules and no obligations

to monied interests, no crusades
to justify their integrity: certain
dominion over man’s campaigns

to domesticate their nature
for a dollar—that will, in time, undermine
humanity’s conceit for much less.

ON A GRAY DAY

1.
Crows circle,
coyotes skulk
and a Red Tail watches

on a bare oak branch
for a ground squirrel
to wake and warm

atop a rock at dawn.
Everybody’s hungry
in February.

2.
Cold marble ceiling,
precursor to another
stream of storms predicted

to test the levees,
erase the landscapes
of man’s mistakes,

but likely missing
a golden opportunity
for humanity.

3.
The imbalanced weight
of man’s achievements
and herded hostilities

wobbles the planet’s
tipsy equilibrium
between war and peace,

the struggle for power
over Nature
to right herself.

Power Outages

With 5 different Edison meters for house and pumps, our mailbox has been full of these notices , one for each, for the past three weeks, usually two daily outages per week.  Edison has noticed us for two more outages within the next week as they replace power poles and wire on this five mile stretch of Dry Creek Road.  No power, no AC, no pumps and no water for man or beast during this “Heat Advisory” forecast near 110 degrees.

 

We grin and bear it and try to get along, which means pulling the refrigerator out of its cabinet, unplugging it, then after a few minutes, plugging it back in.  We’ve lost about $800 worth of food thus far, but the freezers have come back on without assistance.  I’ve learned to anticipate the timing of the outage to shut the water off to the house, which would be drained otherwise and filing with air to be compressed when the juice comes back on with pressures high enough to jeopardize our plumbing.

 

The contractors (ParWest) have been great, with the exception of an underground services employee who was driving our firebreaks after he left the gate open to the road for 46 first-calf heifers. He did get an earful.

 

Of course, all this concern comes after PG&E’s bankruptcy when its transmission lines ignited numerous fires in Northern California after which nearly half of the state became a high fire risk area.  Fire insurance doubled or tripled or left homes uninsurable.  Edison will probably lobby the PUC to raise its rates to pay for all this maintenance it should have doing all along.  C’est la vie.

WOBBLY WORLD

 

I wake to a full moonlit room,

a cyclops train bearing down on me

from over the black ridge—

 

            clackity-clack,

            there is no going back

            to find my dreams.

 

Still steady at a distance

killing things, I would have been

a good soldier, gorilla-style—

 

I know the place to go

to lift the pain away, to become

an instrument of peace

 

for the suffering, for the enemy

forever an ugly man

obsessed with efficiency.

 

The madman’s war and refugees—

what peace has he

within his hollow bunker

 

extinguishing what he wants

just to flaunt his power

for a wobbly world to see?

 

 

The Excesses of God

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                                                                      by Robinson Jeffers

Is it not by his high superfluousness we know
Our God? For to be equal a need
Is natural, animal, mineral: but to fling
Rainbows over the rain
And beauty above the moon, and secret rainbows
On the domes of deep sea-shells,
And make the necessary embrace of breeding
Beautiful also as fire,
Not even the weeds to multiply without blossom
Nor the birds without music:
There is the great humaneness at the heart of things,
The extravagant kindness, the fountain
Humanity can understand, and would flow likewise
If power and desire were perch-mates.

 

Robinson Jeffers