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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 4 – Masters)
Topic: South America (02/05/09)

TITLE: This Much I Know
By Kenneth Bridge
02/11/09


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About the land beneath the isthmus
I know this much.

In fetal scrunch it bends its oversized head
Feet curling through fire and ice
Where storms rage and whales sport
Spouting steaming crystal flumes
Reaching toward austral desert
Locked in the perpetual ice of blue black night

Waving pampas grasses silver in moonlight
Gauchos sing their songs at night over
The low murmuring of cattle settling
Darkness steals the sounds and it is quiet
Voluptuous fatigue from virtuous labor

Northward lay its giant neighbor
Christ the Redeemer overlooks the harbor
Lush, moist, fecund, the rainforest reaches into primeval past
Follow the river of no return
Through every twist and turn
To a land unchanged, unmarked, trackless,
The howling of monkeys and the cough of the jaguar
Slash, burn, retreat, the waiting jungle will not be tamed
But comes roaring back to claim its own
Slumber once, the threatening hand will never last

Across the sunkissed crown gentle breezes play
Coconut palms sway to the thrum of steel drums
Carib, Dutch, British, Spanish, Creole
Vivid plumage, dancing rainbows, Vesper whispers
Mystery listens and lures the unwary
Misery awaits those unschooled in history


Projecting vertebral Andes protecting dorsal dreams
Of ancient empires, fierce warriors, master builders
Whose terraced pyramids lay hidden, dark and green
Interrogating their investigators from depths unseen

They sleep still beneath the isthmus of time
And their secrets sleep with them
This much I know


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Lynda Schultz 02/13/09
Lovely descriptive phrases, and wrapping it up with "this much I know" was also well done.
Seema Bagai 02/13/09
Exquisite writing in this poem.
Joanne Sher 02/15/09
Gorgeous imagery and such a vivid piece. Lovely.
Sonya Leigh02/19/09
What a terrific poem...I REALLY loved your imagery and cadence throughout. Great, great job.
Jan Ackerson 10/31/09
Kenneth, I'm going to feature this excellent poem in the Front Page Showcase for the week of November 30. Look for it on the FaithWriters Home page--and congratulations!