THE WRECKED SEASON

by George Held


Florence left a trail of flooded roads, broken trees and downed power lines across Leland, N.C. (Ken Blevins/The Star-News via AP via The Washington Post)


              As I walked down to Rotten Lake I remembered
              the wrecked season, haunted by plans of salvage…
                             —Muriel Rukeyser, “First Elegy. Rotten Lake”


Snow & cold in the Northeast
Show your breath on May Day;
This spring will be short –
A wrecked season.

Every rare warm day overwelcomed
As halcyon, a resurrection,
Citizens worshiping the sun
Bare legs & shoulders to welcome warmth.

No one mentions the global warming
Behind each wrecked season,
& few foresee the advent
Of a wrecked planet,

Its seawalls overtopped, lowlands swamped,
Sea wrack & sea foam decorating
Flooded floors & warped siding,
A civilization sliding by on mud.

Cry, the beloved Earth
& cry, the drenched citizens;
Leave your belongings behind:
Flee upland or drown.


George Held, a longtime contributor to TheNewVerse.News, writes from New York. His twentieth collection is 
href="http://feeds.feedblitz.com/~/t/0/0/thenewversenews/~https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0971259879/ref=as_li_qf_asin_il_tl?ie=UTF8&tag=thenewversene-20&creative=9325&linkCode=as2&creativeASIN=0971259879&linkId=9cfe462e4cdc32b74e8ddb27292415ae" target="_blank">Dog Hill Poems (Seattle, 2017). Under the Elevator, his dark fantasy for children will be released later this month.

Related Posts :

0 Response to "THE WRECKED SEASON"

Posting Komentar