Poetry on a Sunday

Memories From Childhood
Michael McClure

I REMEMBER THE FIELDS
of Kansas and the laws

that made
them flat and bare

I know when and where
the field mouse died.

I watched the rivers tried
for treason,

then laid straight,
and the cottonwood and opossum

placed upon the grate
of petroleum civilization!
I
go
Back in my mind,
To where I came from

Taken from Fragments of Perseus (New Directions) in honor of the People’s Climate March)

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