Part 3 of several
When I was thirteen, I ran across this, a translation of yesterday’s verse, in a National Geographic article about jaguars. It struck me, perhaps the only part of the article to do so, such that I wrote it out (in lavender gel pen on a teal Post-It note) and pinned it to my corkboard (which artifact I attempted to find so as to show it here, but evidently I threw it out sometime in the past decade – the Post-It, not the corkboard).
A few years back, I tried and failed to find the poem online, but my latest attempts have been more successful. I’d wanted to do something with it, and decided last year that if possible, I wanted to combine calligraphy with the jaguar’s profile – hence yesterday’s post and today’s.
I would like to be the jaguar of your mountain
and take you to my dark cave
Open your chest there
and see if you have a heart.