The Dragon’s Mouth

Look at the ice. It should be
Thicker. Will it get thicker?
If it does, then you won’t be

Able to come look at it.
You’ll be stuck somewhere lower
Thinking about the high ice,

Thick as it should be by then.
But for now it only shrouds
Half the bay. The long shadows

Mean it will get thicker soon,
But only for overnight.
Past dawn it will thin again.

Look at the ice. It’s normal
It’s ice, but not that it’s thin.
Get lost, before it thickens.

It’s the Comeback of the Outside Will End You

There’ll be no last wildness,
Unless you’re referring
To the idea of wild.

There’ll be a last idea
And a last use for each
Word naming an idea.

What wildness designates
As an idea will go
On and on, past even

Domestication’s end.
There was no contrast back
When everything was wild,

And no beasts specified
Tame or wild distinctions.
Wild is the default mode

Of life on this planet
And domestication
Recent. You were afraid

Of what you weren’t, and then
You mourned its loss. You should
Still be afraid, a bit.