dr_con Posted December 22, 2016 Share Posted December 22, 2016 Winter Solstice 2016 I stopped writing poetry putting pen to paper finger tip to board I’m still living it How could I not Science cannot calculate the amounts of atmosphere DNA warmth from hearths and shelters microflora and microfauna survivor’s epigenetics the worlds lost when victims sank beneath the peat or lay in shuddered piles upon the ground we have taken into the Longest Night the dark that never gets short We all spiral here Passing our whole lives in the frigid embrace the Dark Mother our satellites and rockets huddle close for safety occasionally Bold Children Break Away only to be swallowed too far from winter fires to find their way back to community and collections a calculus filled with apocalypse End Time Teleologies scientific prayers of purpose rather than cause calling for an end Why this environment? Why something rather than nothing? Why suffer? Why Think? Why? And again Why? Only poets answer Thus and thus and thus! Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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