homo spiritualis



homo spiritualis

i went to this lecture & the man said
                “we just have to evolve, you know”
the gist of the whole thing involved the fact that we
since caves, have been homo sapiens
& that now, faced with war, extinction & floods, food shortages &
    overpopulation
well maybe there is no time like the present

& this is where i need your hand, brother
’cause if i could just lie down next to you
like the sort of fertile crescent i once was
where i had no thought of harm
                    no thought of exploitation
we’d go back a long, long way

we’d move backwards through corridors of time
back, back, to the time before the fall
to some kind of agrarian meadow
’cause we’re all so tired, so tired

& these roles have gotten just so twisttangled
the man said “you know, in 30 years, nobody, nobody is going to be
    safe
from the disaster that is coming, not even those in a monastery”

& he said you know? “we all have to evolve together into a new
    lifeform”
he said the time for homo sapiens was gone
& that this was the time for homo spiritualis
& i think he was right

& this starts in a bedroom between genders
                look, look, look there was an age Catal Huyuk
before these wars, you just forgot, my brother & so did i

there was a time i planted peacefully
it was a time of wheat, of loaves & grain
            & tribe was what counted, our tribe

this was before the invasions
before the burials with coin, this was before the spear & killing
    hordes
the villages were round, they were breast-shaped
& in the art, well there were grain goddesses
& from their vulvas, sweetly pouring
                grains. sheaves & you

nestled between flush lips
        you tell me boy? what happened to our tribe?
i want to lie with you on the banks of the ganges again
curled inside of arms that were made for safekeeping
want the press of that wand, hardcurved up my thigh

want the old gods, the ones plotinus spoke about
because you know, he tried to describe that
    & plotinus was the last philosopher before organized religion
& he saw only light

& boy let me tell you
i know we have one spirit
            & that is peaceful lovingkindness
you know you’ve got the same thing as mine, same hearts
help me boy, help me brother
        it’s eden i want, the paradise of your arms

& this starts in a bedroom between genders
                look, look, look there was an age Catal Huyuk
before these wars, you just forgot, my brother & so did i

About this poem

I wrote this when I was being published under a nom de plume, in 2004, and the war had just broken out. At the time I was writing genre, and it was picked up for a chapbook some poet friends were doing. https://adriennedwilson.com/current/

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Written on January 14, 2004

Submitted by adriennedwilsonwriter on March 26, 2022

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme abcdxex fgxhex xxbx acxc ghxdi JKL cxm dkxxxkg xmxkl xxei gxdxfx JKL
Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 2,515
Words 463
Stanzas 12
Stanza Lengths 7, 6, 4, 4, 5, 3, 3, 7, 5, 4, 6, 3

Adrienne Wilson

I have been published for my writing in the web since 2001, as my noms de plume Adrianna de la Rosa, at Cleansheets and as Valentine or Valentina Bonnaire at ERWA. Currently very happy to have found all of you. My short stories have been picked up in two books. For many years I attended the SB Writers Conference and studied screenwriting. more…

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