No stone
is safe from our probing, no seabed
spared from the sweep
for copper,
cobalt, nickel, zinc. History abounds
with pictures of extraction—
Open pits
tunnelling into the earth,
ferrous-tinted water
coursing through
the gorge. Layers of salt crust, lithium
brine conveyed to evaporation
flats—
Lithos, the Greek word for stone.
It's light and soft— so soft
that it
can be cut with a kitchen knife and
so low in density that it floats
on water.
It lights up the temples of this world
and has the power to change
the brain.
Around Hieronymus Bosch's famous
painting, gold-scrolled
letters read:
Master, cut the stone out, fast. Ward off
madness with a scalpel, an amulet,
a flower bud.