Coral Hull: Poetry: Uncollected Poems: Slaughtered Baby Elephant Prayer

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CORAL HULL: UNCOLLECTED POEMS
Slaughtered Baby Elephant Prayer

I was reduced to a prayer in the dust of your kind.
Every sympathetic trunk began to sway in its grief.
The trees held their breath and the rain came in,
as if the rain were tears and the sky were crying.

I am as big as the earth and as wide as the stars and wider still.
Your love is a tribute and so I give this to you:
I live where no skin can wound. I am the tide with no shoreline.
And I am the crying herds disappearing through the rain
And the fruit with no season but light.
By the time the sun had risen, I had long gone,
Where so many await and remember me still,
I am 'the everything' most terrible and unimaginable.

Since I know all the trees and rivers, on the plains of my kind
And I will walk with them, into the warm mists of time
And I will know of your humanity and how it lives on
In my wounds, stampeding and quietly whimpering.

    

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