Not That It Minds, Mind You

The nonhuman world is right there,
Right in your face, but you see it
Almost wholly in human terms,

The woods in terms of resource rights,
Sharing agreements, old stories
About who was here first, the rocks

As ancestors or real estate.
The nonhuman world is right here,
And it’s never going away,

But you can’t hardly bring yourself
To see it as other than you,
The human world going away.