POPO2024 Day 11

11

I’m
writing you
this tear-shaped
poem to show that
I’m crying about the old
Enbridge oil pipeline 5 that
runs under The Straits of Mack
inac, that pumps black death
through fresh water, sepa-
rated from catastrophe by
grace. Enbridge’s take?
Build a harbinger
on bottom of lake.

4 Comments Add yours

  1. memadtwo's avatar memadtwo says:

    Our appetites are endless. Nice contrast of words and image. (K)

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    1. Lisa or Li's avatar msjadeli says:

      Thanks, K. I was lucky to have some postcards from Seurat left over from last year.

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  2. Carol anne's avatar Carol anne says:

    Your awesome Li, great poem! Oldie, but just awesome!

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