It was afterwards
we realized that fearful symmetry
was not the burning bright
of stripes on carnivores,
but the echoes dying
from a hunter’s rifle
in forests of the night.
It was afterwards
when the Thylacines been killed
we realized we’d never know
how much like tigers
marsupials can be
in forests of the night.
For Fireblossom a 55 word lament for the Thylacine at toads.
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December 20, 2018
Björn Rudbergs writings 
There is a verse I remember from The Bible, something like, “Forgive them for they know not what they do.” But they know, and they just don’t care.
Ha, I referenced Blake too. 🙂
This is beautifully and sensitively said; I love it.
Sadly I believe the settlers never considered the future in those days merely concentrating on the present. Carnivores were not welcomed by sheep and other stock farmers.
I wonder how we will survive the world that we decimate–such a beautiful write!
The slaughter is too horrible to contemplate.
Ha, Blake is a popular man today! You did a lovely job of mixing his poem with your own thoughts, in a cohesive whole, Bjorn.
I love the Blake allusions, Björn!
Is it only afterwards that we realize…how stupid humans.
The Blake allusions…a sad and lovely write. I hate humans so many times.
Very nicely written. I enjoyed reading it.
Btw I think most would have been caught in those nasty metal traps, and probably finished off by being clubbed rather than shot. 😦
Love the Blake reference here. Finding out about this animal made me sad.
We humans are a vicious tribe. Beautiful writing