NIJO Cenka

Pangaea’s Dining Table

 

Do you remember the children of Pangaea?

Every morning they sat around a large table,

laughing without a single worry.

They didn’t need to speak—

their hearts were always one,

just as the land they lived on had once been one.

 

Long ago, that land broke apart

and drifted away to distant places across a wide sea.

Still, no one truly believed it.

(For if that were the case,

how could they share their meals,

warm themselves in the sun,

or sing their songs together?)

But the children never spoke such questions aloud.

When hearts are always one,

what one child does not know

is something no one knows.

 

Tim Taylor

Leaves

 Born of the sunlight,
 cracking bud coccoons
 they stretch and fill their veins like butterflies.
 Tethered to the tree that bore t...