Cities and suburbs, real and imaginary.

Thursday, October 27, 2016

Sonnet #117

The painting of the glaciers and icebergs,

impressive in their size, by Frederick Church
Who burned coal to the arctic, saw the watery lurch
of all the frozen, filthy castles, dramaturge
naturalists will exclaim the glory in prose
to preserve what we lost when soon this painting
will recall a time when glaciers hanging
above the slopes of Alaska smothered all roads
A mystery to the young, all that accumulated ice;
The species that lived there in a frozen desert,
The people that died to find the cap of all nights.

Wilderness, remember how to live in this part
When the ghosts of polar bears swim and fight
among drowned castles, without stories, without art

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