FINDING THE PEARL: An Exploration in Magick & Lamentation

	Farre from the Ancient Umbo
	Whare we began -
	Et dicatur numquam incepit.

	Past the pea-sized pericardium
	Pumping transparent blood under sands

	Beyund the tight abductors
	Connecting soft tissue
	Ta calcium lace

	Near the delicate labial folds
	Sifting the saline liquids we taste

	A Nacreous Orb stands
	Sunt omnes thesauri morte interimi?

	Triassic Relic
	Calcium Carbonate Trove
	Aragonite Diamond
	Wildly Iridescent Clove

	Alas
	For this we're hunted
	& pried open with knives
	Our treasures are sold for export:

	In this world too often
	Beauty carries a heavy price


Jules:   Is this a poem or sermon?

Ellesha: Well, good poems have multiple dimensions.

Jules:   (frowning) Too often philosophy often gets in the way of poetry.
         Why can't this dude describe an oyster without preachin'?

Ellesha: You have such critical eyes. Why is your skepticism so deep?

Jules:   Au contraire, most people are far too afraid of criticising.
         They're in a state of – what shall I call it – conditioned helplessness.

Andrei:  (chuckling) Isn't zhat precisely where zhose in power want zem?


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from _Let the waters be my witness: Messages about our watery world_ by T Newfields
SUMMARY: Some multilingual thoughts on magic, eco-exploitation, and oysters.
KEYWORDS: inner treasures, eco-poetry, multilingual poetry, nacreous awareness 

Begun: 2000 in Táiběi, Taiwan  / Finished: 2023 in Yokohama, Japanese
Creative Commons License: Attribution. {{CC-BY-4.0}} Granted
by T Newfields [Nitta Hirou / Huáng Yuèwǔ]

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