Voice of the Mountain “Believe me, I have a belly of rock hard earth. The aftermath of feasting on lava flows, gorging on the soup of a melted planet. And I have a brain, the sentience of fire agate and mycellium neural networks, all chanting the names of gods in an everlasting clicking of the world’s rosary. Euphorbia tirucalli. Convallaria majalis. And on and on, in a silent green Hail Mary. My heart beats the bass drum of slow time, one human life expiring in the flashing of my eyelash. All is burnt umber, bricks of clay waiting, wanting to be molded from my flesh, and above it all? A sweet circle tracing a figure eight along the horizon.” Fire Dance A race of creatures born of fire- just as we are of clay and the angels, light- dancing, dancing nightly emerging from out of their fireproof garments releasing hungry little beasts of abundance onto a land meant for consuming. They dance around a bonfire built of themselves, incapable of making shadows, eating wood and plastic, flora and rubber tires with no discrimination. The great feast that ends only at dawn, but it is still midnight, so carry on, carry on our starving friends, and we will sleep easily as you revel, as you eat everything we have set out for you. What Does the Sun Say when no one listens. As the bedrock shields us from ruthless burnishing. As we unlock the fierce power of the only star the in sky that matters by rubbing wood together. Friction fire. Heat tucked away for a rainy day in the concentric rings of an old growth redwood tree. Carbon buried treasure. All of life is a layering. The wicked rays sent from the centre of this solar system electromagnetic vessels for encrypted Morse code. Communicating in koans with our shadows, the mind wriggling with riddles while the body is awash in the stillness of a sun-bestowed bliss. afrose fatima ahmed afrose fatima ahmed is a hybrid Texan-Washingtonian living in the Bay Area who writes poems for strangers with her typewriter. she is the daughter of Muslim immigrants from India. Her body and her art live in liminal spaces: polar US borderlands, the division between land and sea, the place where urban density drops off into rural solitude. afrose comes to poetry as just one avenue for creating experiences of beauty and communion for herself and other people. her writing emphasizes all the senses and acknowledges a world in which humans are suffering and experiencing bliss against wild landscapes that are simultaneously living and dying. www.instagram.com/afrosefatimaahmed Bill Zuk is a multimedia artist and Professor Emeritus at the University of Victoria specializing in printmaking, digital art and sculpture. His artwork finds a spiritual passion constantly refreshed by Aboriginal belief systems and the vast polar landscapes and Indigenous cultures of the circumpolar world. He is co-editor of the British Columbia Art Teachers’ Journal and Curator of Art in Public Places jointly sponsored by the British Columbia Art Teachers’ Association and the Government of British Columbia. He is also a Board member of the Victoria Visual Arts Legacy Society (VVALS) that provides bursary awards to post secondary art students. His artwork can be found in the permanent collections of the University of Victoria; Government House Foundation of British Columbia, and recently, the Museum Collection of the Bienal De Gravura do Douro, Alijo, Portugal. For more information, see www.zukart.ca and www.intotheice.ca.
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