Diane Hine

Silver Star - 4,107 Points (25 July 1956)

Cusp - Poem by Diane Hine

Hunters kill on the veldt,
butcher the carcass, strip red meat and leave.
Scavengers find by sight or smell,
encircling the carrion with teeth or hooked beaks
and claim rights or sneak bites,
but one species tenuously prevails.
They move in, cleave bones, lick marrow and scrape
scraps of fat from hide
with hammerstone sculpted river pebble blades
held in strong-thumbed precision clasps,
two and a half million years past.


Comments about Cusp by Diane Hine

  • Rookie - 415 Points Captain Cur (4/27/2013 6:05:00 AM)

    We are still Neanderthals, we just dress better!
    Great write, I won't mention the wallabies.
    I liked the line, with hammerstone sculpted river pellet blades.
    Rich imagery. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 415 Points Captain Cur (4/27/2013 6:04:00 AM)

    We are still Neanderthals, we just dress better!
    Great write, I won't mention the wallabies.
    I liked the line, with hammerstone sculpted river pellet blades.
    Rich imagery. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 8,890 Points Douglas Scotney (3/20/2013 8:41:00 PM)

    strange, it wasn't 'thus spake Zarathustra' that Margaret Throsby played coincidently as I read this, but 'the blue danube' and I saw that space hostess walking around the cylinder. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,747 Points Anthony Di''anno (3/19/2013 11:44:00 AM)

    And they knew what it was they were eating. Unlike today.
    Another great poem for the pot. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,830 Points S.zaynub Kamoonpuri (3/17/2013 8:28:00 AM)

    Aha a splendid poem with readers enjoyable scavenging imagery. Kudos! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 5,860 Points Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi (3/13/2013 11:07:00 PM)

    Yes, the hunters are too smart to hunt for food, but now hunters wear different hats! Nice to read! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Www.poemhunter.com/m-d-dinesh-nair-2 Search 2 (3/12/2013 8:09:00 PM)

    But the earth and its echo systems have been upset by man. The evolution over a few millennia has had the shade of misuse and abuse that man is boasting of. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,282 Points Tarobinson1103@gmail.com Robinson (3/10/2013 9:44:00 AM)

    Man...not much difference then and now.Except for his ability to now scavenge the whole earth (strip, unearth,
    make bare all earth) (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 30,528 Points Valsa George (3/10/2013 5:32:00 AM)

    What has been thrown away by some becomes sustenance for another! Over millenniums, for survival, man resorts to more viable techniques! ! That's all! A very imaginative write! ! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 30,528 Points Valsa George (3/10/2013 5:04:00 AM)

    Through what struggles for existence over milleniums, the modern man has evolved into his present stature! A very imaginative read! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 184 Points Karen Sinclair (3/9/2013 10:28:00 PM)

    Unusual and enticing piece. Being way over tired it took a moment for the penny to drop but when it did I could of kicked myself. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 916 Points Chandra Thiagarajan (3/8/2013 11:20:00 AM)

    A nice imagination of happenings two and a half million years past! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 445 Points Danny Draper (3/8/2013 7:00:00 AM)

    The fashioned scraper from surface upcast regolith, a meal in the shadow of a matte black monolith. They fought off competitors to claim their own and in victory hurl skyward a secret weapon bone whose course of victory could not be known. (you knew I could not possibly have resisted) . (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,225 Points Valerie Dohren (3/8/2013 6:31:00 AM)

    Thank goodness for evolution - now we just go to the supermarket or order online. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 7, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, March 11, 2013


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