his reputation at best tenuous, anchored his HMS Beagle off the beachheads of
Indonesia.
When to his astonishment, his once aging eyes came alive . Energized by footprints......naah it would make a believer out of him for the rest of his days on our minor planet
“Foot....say it isn’t true naysayer... What madness ist his...fish prints on the dunes?”
II
The Devonian lung fish once thought to be extinct had reached the threshold
of Jules Verne and Kirk Douglas’s “20 thousand leagues under the sea”
“Did the Devonian discard his gills for lungs and the pittter patter of being&
becoming landed gentry. His genome trajectory and genetic blueprint calling
for his Boulder Dam Grand Canyon metamorphosis beyond any Ovid could
dream of., no less fathom in civilization’s watershed..
The first burst of “creepy Crespie” emerging from the ocean depths, evolve unto
those Indonesian dunes.... pitter patting...............
III
Charles Darwin not yet a Sir Charles trid to hook catch cajole the lung fish into
a capture.......transcend human consciousness beyond a King Kong Fay Wray
notoriety at the Big Apple’s Empire State building.
Not unlike IBM’s landlocked Dr. Watson of “Jeopardy”, the lung fish
could only pitter paddle among the surreal Indonesian reality scene.
“ I’ve found a home at last.” if the Devonian could talk the walk of his species.
Or was it all futile? The battle lines drawn. Human compassion in limbo..
Rugged individualism gunned down...
IV
“Willy nilly like I said I found a new home
Why submit to my genetic code? My DNA when my amphibian ipso facto is a mutating
facet of my evolving from the oily British Petroleum on the Gulf of Mexico’s sea floor..
Doesn’t my liberating stance go beyond Francis Bacon and the Bard’s ”Love’s
Labor Lost.”.”.Midsummer Night’s Dream”...with the Mick and Olivia de Haviland..
still carrying on......
V
“If my gills morph as lungs breathing oxygen, doesn’t the natural selection
of my duality in Neptune&MotherNature circumvent the Magna Carta..
Beyond Sir Charles voyage on the HMS Beagle to the Galapagos ?
A freak tweeting out his own tsunami..
VI
“Eh what, Gunga Din?
Doesn’t it beat scrounging for landlocked water bottles?”
On an Indonesian beach, tracking the Devonian lung fish’s
pitter padder................................
Presidents Day, February 21,2011.
