I have left
and nosed my shuttle down
to the height of a foaming prairy

[my zoom like a noose around my neck]

from far I looked over the infinite rim
deep into the land’s seething pool

like foreign explorers before
I stuck out hand
dropped the stone
and felt
the ripples of this steaming place

(From PRIVATE 36 – AFRIKA, p. 62 – Argo Spier, from RAAm, 1996)