Jungle Smile

 

Hamaca

Jungle Smile

Your  beaded snakeskin loincloth

strung beneath humid palms

cool rippling breeze that calms

our hammock hung under thatch

what a catch…

your Amazons running into my Congo 

lost track of my bongo

back about one mile

from the sources of the Nile:

your jungle smile…

restoring all celestial things

deep within your tropical clearings…

flowing slowly, going loco

at the mythic mouth of the Orinico…

shake your nut-brown biospheres

and banish all my worldly fears.

Dusk is nearing — clearing the hill

insects trilling a sinuous thrill;

the yuca half-mashed in the clay pot

the witch doctor hungover in his hut

while our little fire smolders

near the mountains of the moon

– or are they only boulders?

Come soon

Jesus, Lord of the Jungle…

Jesus Lion

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See Jungle See Jungle

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Speaking of Jungle poetry, I just found out that one of my favorite jungle songs, Jungle Boy [from the 1981 album  “See Jungle See Jungle Go Join Your Gang Yeah City All Over Go Ape Crazy” by Bow Wow Wow] was plagiarized by Malcolm McLaren. I never found out until now that it was an English language cover of  the 1973 song Umculo Kawupheli by the Mahotella Queens from South Africa. If you like Afro-pop it is interesting to listen to these two songs side by side. McLaren lifted other songs from this band as well – you can hear them on Duck Rock. I always liked the cartoony apocalyptic lyrics of Jungle Boy as Annabella Lwin sung them, but I have no idea what the words of the original version by Mahotella Queens means.

MAHOTELLA QUEENS
BOW WOW WOW   For lyrics to “Jungle Boy” click here

Jungle Smile

I wrote the following poem before the events recounted below had occurred.
Last Christmas my mother gave me a book: River of Darkness by  Buddy Levy (available at Amazon.com ha ha ha) which I ignored for about 4 months. I almost sold it, but filial guilt constrained me. Then, God be praised, I discovered Juaneco y su combo on YouTube and promptly became addicted to Amazonian Cumbia music. I got the book off my shelf and read it in about 3 days, learning about the Ecuadorian, Peruvian and Brazilian Amazon as well as her headwaters both mythical and actual.
But it gets weirder: I went to ‘Peru Culture Night’ at my local fine arts museum where they were showing a movie (Perro Hortelano) about the Peruvian Amazon. The film started late, I decided I did not want to stay. As I was leaving the event, I noticed a giveaway drawing being offered near the door.  I entered the raffle (something I rarely do – and I have never won anything significant in my life). The prize was 4 days in the Amazon jungle. I scribbled my email and name on the ticket and threw it in. My last thought was: “if I were to win this it would prove that God knows all about my obsessions and also has a sense of humor.”  I paid it no further mind.
The next day I was told I had won 4 days at Tahuayo Lodge in Tamshiyacu-Tahuayo conservation area near Iquitos.
I have a year to decide when to go. So you see, she fell right into my undeserving arms . . .   great is the Lord of the Jungle.   
My poem:

Jungle SmileHamaca

Your  beaded snakeskin loincloth

strung beneath humid palms

cool rippling breeze that calms

our hammock hung under thatch

what a catch . . .

your Amazons

running into my Congo 

lost track of my bongo

back about one mile

from the sources of the Nile:

your jungle smile

restoring all celestial things

deep within your tropical clearings . . .

flowing slowly, going loco

at the mythic mouth of the Orinico . . .

shake your nut-brown biospheres

and banish all my worldly fears.

Dusk is nearing—clearing the hill

insects trilling a sinuous thrill;

the yuca half-mashed in the clay pot

the witch doctor hungover in his hut

while our little fire smolders

near the mountains of the moon

—or are they only boulders?

Come soon

Jesus, Lord of the Jungle . . .

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Your  beaded snakeskin loincloth
strung beneath humid palms
cool rippling breeze that calms
our hammock hung under thatch
what a catch…

your Amazons
running into my Congo

lost track of my bongo
back about one mile

from the sources of the Nile:
your jungle smile...
restoring all celestial things
deep within your tropical clearings…
flowing slowly, going loco
at the mythic mouth of the Orinico
shake your nut-brown biospheres
and banish all my worldly fears.
Dusk is nearing – clearing the hill
insects trilling a sinuous thrill;
the yuca half-mashed in the clay pot
the witch doctor hungover in his hut
while our little fire smolders
near the mountains of the moon
– or are they only boulders?
Come soon
Jesus, Lord of the Jungle…

Jungle Music

Juaneco vs. Tabu Ley: TIE !

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Enjoy the musical jungle.

Never fear.
God will shortly restore ALL THINGS
back to the original Edenic splendor
.

In the meantime you must decide which of these Jungle Songs you like best .

¡ Y que VIVA la SELVA para siempre!