The Rise
Migration begins
with a heartbeat.
And a startled stare
at the horizon.
Discovery
Discovery is
Seeing
What is seen by everybody.
But noticed by nobody.
Discovery is.
Dr. Zuess on Wall Street
It’s the opening bell
Should we sell?
Of course we should,
We would,
We could.
What are the numbers? Quick now.
Streams of ticker tape.
Hot fudge, toxic sludge.
On the shores of Guadiamar River,
In southern Spain.
On the edge of yesterday’s fertile plain.
Lies a rubbery dark blanket of zinc, iron, and cadmium.
Company specialists, scientists few,
Claim shifty earth the dam wall cracked
Dam that held the sedimentation basin.
Dam, an open pit of toxic sludge. Dam a
Trickle
Down
Economy.
Kristen Marshall grew up on a small family farm in upstate New York, received a PhD in mathematics from the University of Colorado Boulder in 1989, is a founding member of Boulder Rights of Nature (BRON), an active member of Bee-Safe Boulder and writes poetry for fun.
Send poetry submissions of 250 words or fewer to poetry@boulderweekly.com.
