Hank Fonda – At Peckerwood Sawmill
Shoveling sawdust
Beside my fallen friends
I save the pitiful spittle
Of the death-machine’s
Spinning teeth, stilled now
Grinning, lipless as a skull
Hank Fonda
May 1983 Earth First!
Tag » deforestation
Autumn Sonnischen – What My Forest Used To Be
I once
Was breathing purple
Lapping up
Tick-tock pine needles
And melting earth
It used to seep into me
But now
Is plasticized
And tastes
Of grieving sugarcane
Giving way
To slippery packets of calorie-free pastels
I grab hold
To burnt leaves
And smoggy rain drops
Blinking back my ocean
’cause I know
they’d suck its salt away
To sprinkle
(heavily)
over thirty-nine cent macaroni and cheese
hurriedly spilt
on neckties tied too tightly
I would sit
underneath
willows
(that did indeed weep)
and amongst silly twigs
bent into nature’s alphabet
spelling
plain as day
(clear not being
a viable phrase)
Where is our salvation?
Autumn Sonnischen
Dec.-Jan. 2000 Earth First!
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