Friday, September 5, 2014

Thread the Polar Breeze

A frosted sun rides the western skies
Ice buckles in troubled seas
Death stalks the streets of Arviat
Scent threads the polar breeze

Furtive foxes skitter fences
Ground fouled human host  
From Churchill up to Keewatin
The Laurentide glacial ghost

*Tuunbaq Nibipchabaa  
Igitchivik anaq
Nanuq qiaruq  nibiruq miqjiqtuq

All Hallow’s Eve the children play
Little lights tread snowpacked streets
Tuurngak whispers to the white king
Their flesh is soft the marrow sweet

Nanuk you abdicate your throne
Dance before a greater beast
Trade the cadence on the pack ice
Ones offal another ones feast

Black nose to ice you scavenge
Silent white against the pall
Nanuk now slave to a lesser god
Scattered ash we all will fall

TL Boehm
09/04/14

*Satan, he feeds him garbage pail feces. Nanuk cries, eats child 

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