an American fish in & out of Estonian waters

To a Lost Thought

 

From unknown depths

the bubble rose

and broke

the glassy smoothness

of my day.

As it soared

into the hollow

of my mind,

I marveled

at the rainbow

in its womb

and tried

to catch it.

But my hands,

rough

and overeager,

ignored

its fragility,

shattering

the crystal thought,

leaving nothing

but a fading taste

on the palate

of my awareness.

 

Image: While the wooden base you see is from an Estonian forest, the three Nenets screamers come from the Nenets Autonomous Okrug where they were fashioned by an unknown bone carver. I found two of them at a store selling handmade things in Arkhangelsk and really wanted a third one to complete the trio. An unknown shaman must have heard my scream as I found a third one 750 kilometers away in a souvenir shop in St. Petersburg entered at random.

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