Reincarnation
Ray Zimmerman
(Previously published in the Earth First! Journal and Hellbender Press)
An old black vulture landed in a tree
overlooking Chickamauga Creek;
gave me a sidelong glance.
I thought of Edward Abbey,
critic of government agencies,
professor, and park ranger.
Abbey is buried in an illegal grave;
a cairn of stones to cover
his remains.
His friends saw to his request,
wrote on one stone,
“Edward Abbey, no comment.”
The nemesis of Glen Canyon Dam
didn’t want a memorial,
got one anyway.
He always said he’d come back
as a vulture next time,
just seemed fitting.
I looked up into the oak,
said “Hey there Ed,
looks like a good day for flying.”
Abbey didn’t say a word
just gave me that sidelong glance,
the old buzzard.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
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Big Ed Abbey fan here. Love it!
ReplyDeleteOne of my favorites of my poems.
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