environment
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In this world where we were onceocean and now we walk the shore, do we really end where the leaf begins? St.Francis (the one animals loved)didn’t think so. “Brother Sun, Sister Moon,” he said. Rememberthe night sky when we sat around fires before we dimmed the stars? Now wildflowers flash in sunlightas trucks blow past,… Read more
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Land of gold and proud parades,inside every broken housedwells an agitated mouse;—ammo waits in mountain caves. Glitter shines on evening gowns,while self-appointed agents goafter children in the snow;—tax evaders polish crowns. All of Caesar’s beds are warm,as every discontented man,now an avid partisan,sells tickets for the firestorm. Bodies lie along the wall,and little birds with… Read more
Selected Poems by Tom Crider 