Thursday, 4 March 2021

The Next Poem


 The Next Poem


Looking for a fabulous aphorism

to shock and awe

every wave of energy

all sentient beings

who walk or are rooted

urging us all to think

and fill in the blanks here.


When human conscience

is reduced to how to win

as though staying alive

is not enough—what will we

create?


What songs will we sing

who will we love

and how can we protect them?


Where is the over-riding metaphor

when the gods we worship

don’t live here?

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