Fire in the heart, in the field, the ocean, in the belly…
The LA fire, the burnt files of the chemical victims
The burnt papers of the poisoned ponds
The singed documents of the claims
The blazing records
The seared cabinets. The parched folders. The incinerated data. The charred curtains.
But still able to cover the venal hands…
Grace, the big guns are safe, the big boss is safe
Except for some bees, wasps and ants…
The boss is in his House and all is right with the world.
The burnt papers of the poisoned ponds
The singed documents of the claims
The blazing records
The seared cabinets. The parched folders. The incinerated data. The charred curtains.
But still able to cover the venal hands…
Grace, the big guns are safe, the big boss is safe
Except for some bees, wasps and ants…
The boss is in his House and all is right with the world.
Pulkita Anand is an avid reader of poetry. Author of two children’s e-books, her recent eco-poetry collection is 'we were not born to be erased'. Various publications include: Tint Journal, Origami Press, New Verse News, Green Verse: An anthology of poems for our planet (Saraband Publication), Ecological Citizen and elsewhere.