BY JAN HAAG

POETRY + ESSAYS + MUSIC + TRAVEL + FICTION + TEXTILE ART

INTRODUCTION + HAAG'S BIO





"...THE CATTLE HAVE DIAMOND BONES..."

Salman Rushdie, SHAME, p. 100



It started so far back I don't know if I can remember,
remember how or when I lost importance in my eyes,
how or when my actions became for your benefit
and my ease became my burden.

The snakes came out to drink my tears,
the golden orb weaver spider shackled my limbs
with liquid crystal, a web stronger than steel,
the cattle trampled my heart, their diamond bones
glittering under the sun,
the cold gold fur of the lions crackled
electrically in the air, and shrunk them to
my house companion cats.

Mohenjo Daro is a place I've never been,
on the dry earth, through the clumps of dirt
raised as palisades -- pillars among the crevices of sky.
Cloddish jewels, geodes yet to be cracked --
what does the sealed heart contain?





Copyright © 2000 Jan Haag
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Jan Haag may be reached via e-mail: jhaag@u.washington.edu




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"...The Cattle Have Diamond Bones..."



THE DEVAYANI POEMS

Feeding Frenzy

Gifts

India

Nothing



BY JAN HAAG


POETRY + MUSIC + ESSAYS + TRAVEL + FICTION + TEXTILE ART

INTRODUCTION + HAAG'S BIO



21st CENTURY ART, C.E. - B.C., A Context