John Findura

Totems block my sight of the ancient world
This: something brought to me from far away

Totems from far away – birds’ wing, shark tooth, bridge and priest
Old holy places

Maybe you’ve forgotten
We’ve seen the holiest of all:
The end of a two-lane highway

A small town, a police station, a funeral parlor, an empty barracks
An old hangar

A man in a truck talking about statues
A rocketry museum with a moon rock

There are endless things outside
There are endless things inside of you, too