I BEGIN WITH CRAZY HORSE
Then it was easier. Your heroes
were alive, at least in mind. The
shining images of youth — or images
of shining youth, perhaps?
Some time you learn you cannot dance
on skimming discs that barely taste
the water. To accept, not so much
their deaths, but the manner of them,
that they did not die / heroically.
to walk the earth on your own feet,
having severed or recovered old roots, &
grafted on to them whatever shoots seem
necessary. The continual creation
of a new & personal mythology — this
is the basis of your art.
& O the power
of your hands, able to destroy the gods.
© Mark Young