The sea was the whole world once:
it gave way (tectonically,
unwillingly, agonisingly slowly)
to land’s impatient, turgid thrust
but it has fought a slow and
asymmetric war ever since,
evaporating into the rain that
crumbles Everests into
the rotten stumps of teeth,
swallowing ships,
colluding with the Moon to
heap high tides on low coasts
and using Earth’s writhings to
unleash great waves of
unsowable salt over arable soil.
People are collateral damage in this war,
as irrelevant as cobwebs.
The sea will have back its dominion
and our folly is to think
we can stop it.
Comments
Yes sad, but depressingly and worryingly . . . and frighteningly . . . so, so true.
Words, and very often particularly YOUR words, have a strength and power all of their own . . . if only they had the eternal power to stem these tides!
Such a timely poem. Tsunami/Japan so sad yet the effect caught so eloquently in Canute’s Tsuname. Continue with your word-smithing you’re doing great.
Wow…I love how you tied the imagery of the geology here…crumbles Everests into the rotten stumps of teeth…
Now I have to admit I am a geology geek, so maybe I’m more open to that than some, but I found it extremely vivid and capturing so much of how everything we do is just cobwebs compared to the movement of the earth. Well done!
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