study of a found object on the trail through the Reservation

ah! little stone!

you have your father’s eyes!

or has he grown so old

he now resembles you?

what is it you've learned

on your impossible journey;

the language of the Wampanoag?

the measurement of rainwater on the Watuppa?

when you drifted southward with the northern

ice-sheet with others of your kind, into

a new world, why is it here that you came to rest?

ah! little stone!

allow me to introduce myself.

I’m from the gang of meandering usurpers

who took charge of the Earth.

and if I toss you into the great Atlantic, tell me.

will you call for me to take you back?

ah! little stone!