Trafika Europe 1 - Northern Idyll
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Mapping our worlds

A fine heifer was killed and flayed

so they could draw the roads of all the earth

on it, the pilgrim life. Mappa Mundi:

map of the known world; vellum of the heart.

Geographies and histories, we think

we’ve caught them all in points and lines:

they’re out of date before the print is dry,

before a satellite can blink.

But all our blemishes and laughter lines

imprinted on our hearts are well beyond

the terra firma of this world; sentient

bearers of our souls and minds;

goodly hemispheres of love, of longing;

mental maps well beyond the library of

all known worlds, beyond a Mappa Mundi,

more than skin-deep. Forever mystified

we stumble on, like airy plant-gatherers

mapping the Happy Isles, the life-force held

in trembling material selves, happening

upon our lives as they unfold.