yellow-billed cuckoo
song in my 70s split-level neighborhood: surprises happen yet. perfectly seasonable: 69, sunny, soft breeze -- i intend to remember this one day meanwhile, the night before the morning, cities burn again or boil over; the camera pivots from covid to insurrection, from climate strikes to covid. coming next week -- it says here the maya of ceibal ate apple snails 2k yrs ago, then got fancy: fish, deer, turtle soup by 200 c.e.; meanwhile we’re making our fossils now, empty shells notched bones, 1800 yrs later: landslides, water blasts yr’s worth of rain in a day in el salvador: “we lost everything, we've been left with nowhere to live” meanwhile lake victoria swallows more villages in kenya, malarial mosquitoes & “agressive hippos” move inland; 116k dis- placed: closed schools now packed shelters; “my house was drowned. all my animals – my cows, my hens, my goats all drowned.” as floodwaters also sweep somaliland, oman, india (+ covid + locusts + unimaginable oppressions) but lest the global north begin to feel invincible: dec. 2019 hottest ever in u.k. feb. 2020 wettest ever in u.k.; may 2020 driest in 124 yrs, grain harvest halved; wildfires erupting in “vast areas of countryside . . . tinder dry and vulnerable”; alaska: last yr’s stream temps match projections for 2069 tender, dry, & vulnerable, angry, masked, & vulnerable, history doesn’t matter if you don’t see it in front of your face; what could kill you in yrs or even a fortnight hard to focus if you know you might get killed today history i see it now perfectly reasonable i intend to remember
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Kristin Prevallet Author/Editor
I'm a writer & teacher in Lawrence, Kansas who actually believes the scientists. I wrote a book of poems called Of Some Sky that seems to have something to do with all this. |