Declare me Recurrent

Ron Koppelberger

Declare me Recurrent

Ecru Dread was unimpeded by the trappings of life, the entrance of screaming, kicking tears and enchanted exclamations of Farwell to limbo, “By birth and by the tenants of death” he yelled. By age he thought ancient turns of fated revolution; to be reborn and to die over and over again he thought. Ecru saw broken bones and wheelchairs, rainbow sunrises and amber waves of saffron, “Tis a declaration of what is and what will be the want of angels and god.” he whispered.
The store was crowded, nevertheless he went unseen, unheard. “ A bit of candy for the child and an unbidden apple for the aged passage of time.” he muttered as he picked up a package of chocolate covered apples. Blessings of light lauded Ecru and shadows of pregnable slavery to chance danced around Ecru as he traversed the isles.
“ Great glories of love and last gasps given unto the blood of wombs in transit, a babies boodle all kit and caboodle.” he sang as he grabbed several cans of French cut green beans.
He paused for a moment, “ooooohhhhhhhhhhssssssss,” and “ahhhhhhhaaaaaaaasssss.” from somewhere in the store; the gentle sing-song gasps and twitters swept across the store aisles as a raven flew into the vegetable isle, and unto the turn, the way of the world, another leap and bounding adventure. “Caw, caw…….,” the raven spoke from atop the turnip greens, “Caw, caw.” Ecru turned and all went dark in shadow and silhouette as he died in the isle of the superstore.
For a moment the temper of cool air made him want to pee. “ He’s beautiful man, beautiful.” The baby bubbled and cooed and inside, the ancient knowledge of raven’s and rebirth stole the moment for fate. The parking lot of the superstore was jammed with busy shoppers, mothers, sons and grandmas in dance, the ambulance flittered and the secret birth within declared the ravens roost as he circled from above a recurrent drama of blood and new life.