The Poetry of Fierce Landscapes
The Poetry of Fierce Landscapes
It's all mirrors.
The poetry of fierce landscapes
lives and breathes a warrior life
in damp overgrown jungles
reverberating with the sounds
of buzzing insects and falling water.
It lives in the high deserts
where stone after goddamn stone
soaks up the heat of the sun
baking out all of the softness,
turning even a gentle heart
into dust on the wind.
It lives in crowded cities,
malignant neighborhoods collapsing,
unable to sustain the weight
of such concentrated need.
The poetry of fierce landscapes
wraps the human heart in vines
and slowly silences beating drums
until the whole world becomes
still like a panoramic painting
seen from outer space.
There's a fierce practicality and empiricism
which the whole imaginative,
lyrical aspect of poetry comes from.
~ David Whyte
