Robert McNamara http://mtpr.org en "Saturdays with My Father at the Museum of Natural History" http://mtpr.org/post/saturdays-my-father-museum-natural-history <p>Even as bones they were sublime, the sky-<br />scraping brachyo- an brontosauri,<br />tree-boned haunches, handfuls of arm-length claws,<br />T. Rex with teeth uncountable as stars.<br />In my mind, they were fleshed, they ripped and gnawed.<br />Crossing Central Park at dusk, I'd see<br />the giants grazing still, the swaying treetops<br />hiding some great nibbling head, and hear<br />them in the ground-juddering thunder<br />as our subway shot like progress from the dark.<br />Then swallowed us, like some great whale or ark.</p> Mon, 16 Dec 2013 16:52:04 +0000 Robert McNamara 12495 at http://mtpr.org "Saturdays with My Father at the Museum of Natural History"