The Edge of the Continent: The Forest
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Jacqueline Suskin
Jacqueline Suskin has composed over forty thousand poems with her ongoing improvisational writing project, Poem Store. She is the author of six books, including Help in the Dark Season. Her work has been featured in the New York Times, the Atlantic, and Yes! magazine. She lives in Northern California. For more, see jacquelinesuskin.com.
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The Edge of the Continent - Jacqueline Suskin
Arcata
Held between
forest and ocean,
this rich land
accepts our presence
and demands
our reverence
in return.
People Brought Me Here
I was not called to California
by the beauty of its landscape.
I didn’t dream of its sunlit majesty
or dwell on visions of giant sequoias.
I didn’t know I’d fall in love
with this terrain—the best of it
unoccupied, untouched, and left
to grow and roll.
People brought me here. They held
their candles along the coast, they stood
as sirens singing a spell, drawing me near.
But as soon as I found myself
in their arms, the land won me over.
Sea stacks, sands of agate, and golden hills
pocked with black oak demanded my attention.
Suddenly this western earth
spun a union from which I’ll never recover.
To Let This Land Be My Cape
I stand before the green valley
and hear it say: you belong,
this is the place that fits you.
I searched for years to find
the right ravine. I traveled
the country testing canyons,
listening to the ground,
calling on rest and refuge.
Now, a hawk hangs above me
and my body is a stone
among the swaying trees.
I memorize the cakes of light
that make their way
through the canopy.
My knees are stained with mud
from spontaneous prayer
and I watch the rolling fog arrive.
I have everything I need—
it is wet and wonderfully heavy.
Northern California
Where I learned how to shoot guns.
Where I cried behind a giant stump.
Where I learned to be the bear.
Where I first ate fresh nettles.
Where I learned how to split logs.
Where I cut myself with a hatchet.
Where I lost my coyote tooth necklace at the river.
Where I accepted my role as a poet.
Where I first ate chanterelle and lion’s mane.
Where I learned how to harmonize.
Where I learned what it is to be in service.
Where I first harvested mussels.
Where I found my coyote tooth necklace a year later.
Where I built a stone path in the garden.
Where I first grew garlic.
Where I fell into an animal’s den at the river.
Where I slept alone in the wilderness.
Where I first smoked homegrown tobacco.
Where I made a truce with poison oak.
Where I drank raw milk from the neighbor’s cow.
Where I first ate yak.
Where I helped kill six turkeys in a single afternoon.
Where I dug a pit for fire and sat in it, so close to the flames.
Where I first heard the grouse make its strange song.
Where I built a goat pen out of pallets.
Where I slept under a tin roof.
Where wasps lived inside my wall.
Mavi
The very first time I slept in my cabin,
I fell into dreams immediately.
Before my eyes closed, I saw nothing
but a thick mass of black.
I awoke in the night to find
someone at the end of my bed.
White outline, floating form,
not human, but star stuff
and certainly there.
I said aloud with ease a word I did not know:
Mavi
then sleep came again.
In the morning I ran down the trail
toward the lodge and came to a halt
at the foot of a bending bay