The bellow of an ox on Om Beach
Reminds me of a seaside offering to Poseidon
And surely many odysseys will set forth from here
But no blood will be sacrificed on this strand
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I will ruminate on this one while I tread the earth wth my two limbs. A very different, orginal poem, Denis. Really interesting. The title caught my eye because we first saw cows on the beach in another life long ago when we went to the Wild Coast of South Africa. Sometimes they were the only beings on the beach. I kind of liked that. I think I wrote about them in a short story, but no poems. Oh, yeah, did write a poem in that place, but not about cows. It's called A Floral Encounter.'
I am surprised, how much the poet is inclined towards cows in Mysore, on beach etc.A real poet.
How could I not feel an inclination toward cows? Being in India made me feel even more inclined toward them. I want to write a series about cows. Cows are an indicator species, like canaries in a coal mine. How we think about cows indicates our attitude toward Mother Earth.