Group Mind

Family Matters

I have been tuning in to the movement

of the beings around me and this city

has demolished nature to build

highrises surrounded by drainage

ditches and run-off ponds, where geese

hatch their eggs and waddle along

the heated tarmacadam. There are loops

and circles of interstate highways

that devastated neighborhoods and the sounds

of 18 wheelers and motorcycles

ambulances and cars jar

at all hours of the day. From the air

it all looks green. The descendants of the forests

have tried to stay present, stretching their branches

to form tree canopies over the endless roads

unless they are stunted and twisted

by the linemen protecting the electrical wires.

Even where I live, by a pond created

when they dug for the highway

and liberated a freshwater spring,

the noise never fades to the background,

an unsettling percussion punctuated

by honks or sirens, squeals and clatters.

We do what we…

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