Now, A Tacoma Art Event
by Marsha Lichorowic
It seems everyone is talking about
The Hundredth Monkey...
another name for seachange,
tipping point, critical mass.
An idea whose time has come
ripened by one,
the 100th Monkey.
One to tip the balance.
Once an inchoate movement,
a slowly congealing thought
lit by various lights
til all at once a blaze is born...
a phenomenon on its way to
becoming the zeitgeist.
Groundswell, grassroots,
a populist vision.
And finally that subtle
mental transmission,
that juju that goes from eye to eye,
igniting another soul.
Maybe the last soul to get on board
to boost into a movement
what had been scattered Illuminati...
now becoming haloed, over arching;
99 lights plus one other.
Ablaze.
