Tomorrow by Mara Lemanis
Tomorrow by Mara Lemanis
Tomorrow
Tomorrow maybe
the sun won’t rise
but lie
quenched in ash;
Tomorrow maybe
the glaciers won’t stand
but pool naked
in water leaching their skin;
Tomorrow maybe
the seas won’t thirst
but hunger for land,
rising homeless,
gorging on
canyons, deserts, steppes
as fugitive oil curdles
earth’s compass
fracking the meridian.
Tomorrow we’ll grasp
at each other’s relics
and pray to the force
we think tends us,
guides us, defends us,
and ask it to take back
the oil, the land, the sun,
ask it to
faultlessly
shape us
in a ribbon
of opaline acid,
a spiral gleaming
with unforeseen life.
Mara Lemanis
Images: 1) fires on lake in Napa California, 2) DNA particle spiral
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