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The Roadkill Song posted 8/24/09


to the tune of 'The Caisson Song'

[Spoken:] An infantry chorus, please, to open:

BOOM-BOOM-BOOM-BOOM, ...

This song is dedicated to the vanishing wildlife of North America, as a reminder that on this Spaceship Earth nothing must be wasted.

[Sung:]
Over Chip, over Dale,
Smash them flat against the trail
As the tires go rolling along.

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under this hot sky posted 7/21/09


--after Doug Peacock, Grizzly Years.

What we should be doing
We should be hiding the buffalo skull
from hunters who still pursue.
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FINALLY ON THE WAY TO YES I BUMP INTO posted 7/21/09


a huge maybe
There, there I say
you can do better, but maybe
sits there, lumpy. And it grows. It is
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Making a Stand posted 5/17/09


Possum(s) making a stand



Fred Hampton’s Grave posted 8/10/09


I live in East Black Shore.
Three weeks ago I gave a kid a quarter to bring me the Panther paper but
never got it.
Two Panthers displaced selling geraniums on the Neighborhood meeting agenda.

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An Eagle's Cry posted 5/13/09


Listen to me!
Listen!
I am the Indian voice.
Hear me crying out of the wind,
Hear me crying out of the silence.
I am the Indian voice.
Listen to me!

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Longhorn posted 5/3/09


Longhorn, by Raven Murie
photo by Raven Murie

Probably a pet, but it is a magnificent beast. I was told by a rancher in Lander, Wyoming, that they are really gentle animals if you raise them from calfhood.

I asked the manager at Muddy Gap who might be running longhorns in the Ferris mountains.

She said, "Oh, I think McPherson just likes them."

At a lit celebration in Cheyenne, Wyoming two years ago, I met a rancher who was selling longhorn meat and handing out leaflets about his operation. He was quite optimistic. He feeds his animals grass, hay in the winter. No grain. Lean meat is, of course, healthier for us meat eaters.

Below is a photo of what I refer to as Hidden Valley. In the photo the nearest butte on the left is Whiskey Gap; Ferris mountains on the right. Whiskey Gap got its name from a nineteenth century incident, a cavalry troop ordered to break whiskey barrels, dump the whiskey that was headed for a Native American rez. The story goes that the enlisted cavalry troopers were careful to use their boot heels to make little pits in the soil to catch whiskey for their own use.

Warning: walk into the valley; don't try to drive there; the road is apt to have washouts.

Hidden Valley, by Martin Murie
photo by Martin Murie




Lawns posted 4/19/09


Lawns
Industrial, boring chem lawn on the left; REAL lawn on the right. Dandelions, one of the most beautiful flowers in the world, thrive on this "let nature prevail" lawn. Xenia, Ohio. April 18, 2009.



Five Blocks, Xenia, Ohio posted 4/12/09


Marlboro
Marlboro
Camel
Tissue
Shattered brown glass
Wendy's plastic
Rag
Marlboro
Cobra, clear glass bottle, 6 % alcohol

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Vase, by Janet Murie
Vase
by Janet Murie
Vase, by Janet Murie

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YUGOSLAVIA posted 3/26/09


The dark Danube is covered with
White flowers, white flowers, white flowers.
And the melody asks for memory
Of the past, the past, the past.
But like a flock of birds
Our songs' simple words vanish.
You are walking into the fire, Yugoslavia
Without me, without me, without me.

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Pastel painting, Great Swamp, New Jersey Great Swamp Sunrise, by Joe Baker
Great Swamp Sunrise
by Joe Baker

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