May/June 2021 • Vol. XLIII No. 3 PoetryMay 3, 2021 |

Don’t Worry about What Goes On

in the canopy, we don’t, insisted the Elder when I said What? (That was me, whatting all over the place.) Spirits live there untold, he said, untelling. It’s earth and under we care about. That’s Country. Earth is sentient—is how the Indigenous artist put it. Meanwhile, the canopy? Not exactly a shrug, more a we are not permitted. Not permitted, a slow freedom: you can’t decide all things where insects kingdom-off and over, where tiny birds go high, in secret, a luscious yellow-green flash, another and another. . . . Make the brain a patch of fertile ground, he must have meant, look up from there.

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