Not Poetry. Quatrain Verse in English & Swedish. Dagsverser. On the Mundane & the Arcane.
Även utan proselyter
bland allt jordelivets knog
av religion såväl myter
har vi fullt tillräckligt nog
Från mobilen borde oss beskärma
förvirrade å djupt nedstämda
från verkligheten kan den avskärma
lämna oss skrämda å beklämda
Bevare oss från teologi
som predikas i överflöd
Likaså från ny teknologi
förutan gick oss ingen nöd
Vers som ej kan oss ängsla
bortom rim och reson
kan ej väntas att fängsla
men falnar i friktion
som i känslokyla
likt vinterblåst vass
som bitande yla
under utedass
Hellre påtaglig handling
än att verbalt träta
eller knökad avhandling
där orden sej fläta
Hellre ett hantverk beständigt
än stadigt tjatande ständigt
Brittle leaves, yellow, cerise
swirling, sailing, glowing
in boisterous chilly breeze
mischievously blowing
Flashing sun rays dash around
lightening Fall in dance
Intrepid trees soon ungowned
below sky’s swept expanse
In windblown farewell leaves leave worn
bare branches left to stretch forlorn
Hon låtsas uppriktig
men står ej på egna ben
Hon pladdrar skitviktig
skänker intryck av falskt sken
För inte kan det passa
hålla på å tjata
ej lyssna, bara svassa
hålla på å gnata?
Rentav en riktig skata
en persona non grata
“It didn’t take long for researchers examining the tiny sea snails to see something amiss. The surface of some of their thin outer shells looked as if they had been etched by a solvent. Others were deeply pitted and pocked. These translucent sea butterflies known as pteropods, which provide food for salmon, herring and other fish, hadn’t been burned in some horrific lab accident. They were being eaten away by the Pacific Ocean. Scientists have documented that souring seas caused by carbon dioxide emissions are dissolving pteropods in the wild right now along the U.S. West Coast. That is damaging a potentially important link in the marine food web far sooner than expected.”
– Seattle Times, April, 2014:
http://apps.seattletimes.com/reports/sea-change/2014/apr/30/pteropod-shells-dissolving
As long as us humans are ‘evolving’
so what if other ones are dissolving?
Generational abdication
by humans turned the crisp ocean
through acute acidification
into soup of toxic potion
The mollusk pteropod
in translucent shell
now by CO2 flawed
Chimes food chain’s death knell
No longer just a notion
effects ubiquitous
No longer mere slow motion
collapse precipitous
By humans running roughshod
the shells now pocked, softened
of the hapless Gastropod
Grandkids’ future coffined
By killing the pteropod
we’re denying Pterogod
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-gastropod = mollusk comprising the snails, whelks, slugs, etc.
-mollusk = a large group of animals (such as snails and clams) twho live in a shell
-pteropod = a small mollusk with winglike extensions for swimming
-‘Pterogod’ = (by license) that of God in Everyone and Everything
When the times feel overweening
we are promptly convening
us powerless, start house cleaning
Way to make sense, find meaning?
But to scrub off of common surface grime
way easier than power elite’s slime