Diane Hine

(25 July 1956)

Cusp


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.

Submitted: Thursday, March 07, 2013
Edited: Monday, March 11, 2013

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  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • Thomas A 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

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