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chomolungma

chomolungma
chomolungma
chomolungma


o great goddess mother of earth
how you roll through space
from hull to heaven
from winter into summer and out
to victoria (beyond spuzzum and hope)
from many waters and vast grasslands
towards young climbing rocky mountains


the whole continent
turtle
island
pushing pulling itself
westward though
and climbing over
pacific ocean


o mother
we are coming
we are coming home


chomolungma
chomolungma
chomolungma

Reprinted from Open Road West (Broken Jaw Press, Broken Jaw Press eBooks, 2000©Joe Blades, by permission of the author and publisher. Joe Blades is a writer-artist.  He is also on the editorial board of revue ellipse mag, and Vice President-Membership Chair of the League of Canadian Poets.

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