Fossil from the Anthropocene

Fossil from the Anthropocene


                                  after  Linda Ganstrom



The woman’s clay-fired form sinks into graywacke and stasis.

Child’s pose: only her ribs still hug her heart


while her subtle body casts

Mandelbrot ferns across her back.


Doesn’t grief sleep in a chitinous cloak?

Asana. Asana. Sough and surf.


Seed syllables, devil’s claw pods

unravel the basket she dreamed for herself.


Once, their dry arms caught the hair of passing mammoths.


Listen for the calcareous rustle of their forms.

Listen again: disappearance’s hiss.



(photo by Amy Rintoul)