Hello, Gray Salamander - Poem by Hans Ostrom
Among the events occurring
in the universe today, one featured
a convergence of the life patterns
belonging to a salamander and me.
Ambystoma gracile is the alleged
name of this plump salamander's kind,
habitat- Pacific Northwest. Size of
a small lizard, gray on top, orange
like a fiery sunset underneath.
The head-lamp eyes were firmly
closed, the circular toes
mythically delicate. A chill
had wedged A. gracile between
nap and coma on concrete.
I picked it up by the tail
and moved it near a pink azalea
so crows wouldn't spot it.
It arced its body in slumber
and opened its mouth to mime
complaint before I set it down.
Our meeting has made me
committed to becoming
an affiliate member of the Pacific
Northwest Salamander Society.
hans ostrom 2018
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