orange death (orange rain)
eight pm, july17, 2000.
the highway is engulfed with human tears
400... 401... 402... 403... 407...
tears that rain form within... huron, iroquois, cree, ojibwa
voices lamenting a past: 1649, 1650, the dutch and french bourgeois
rain... which releasing repressive baptismal waters tears that rain from without... huron, iroquois, cree, ojibwa
voices wishing to discover, voices abhoring the conquest
r m f f l R B
a i o o a a a
i s g u n m l
n t r e a a
s r
a
grey is m
em a ncipated!
d h
e a
a z
t a
h r
d
s grey
has
entrapped us!
p
o
p o
æ o l
o s
grey l s
being... becoming... red ...
red ... flashing... hazy ...stopping??!!...stopped?! stop?!
pensive about the images seen in life’s rearview mirror
orange death
400... in retrospect... the valley is so distant
pools of mist disappear . . one observes orange beyond this imminent death... orange evokes... orange embraces... orange
awaits us... orange solicits us... orange save us, emancipate us.
eight forty-five pm!
destination secure, grey fades into orange
- and what has become of chief nawash and the war of 1812?
the ojibwa, the huron, the iroquois, the petun, the neutral no longer enjoy campfire smoke. british and french, upper and lower Canadas have transformed their nations
orange? red? grey? black?
remains... what remains
of the memories?
our conquest?
a
trivial
400
drive
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
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