Closer Still

In case the mountains were meant to crumble today
In case this is such and said to be
Today – we must repent for crimes of the time

Our culture insists that we are sure
That we are sure that Dr is sure
Of disappearing, still feeling Mama Earth

And her daughters and sons
Who she will call waves – and praise
For ebbing with her curves

Waving as she pirouettes
   - arctic slippers
That blocked ice is of temporal fate
   - so says coat and tie

-Sara Dylan Zarett

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