This is extra poignant though its only slightly outdated
and the next storm is raging.
"a long skid, no brakes, on the kind of ICE that
hardens around the heart of a nation."
This captures the feel of what we're living through
although I reject that its hardened the heart of this nation.
Maybe for a few but not for the many.
"I'm braced--we all are--for whatever comes next,
for the wheels to come completely off the bus."
This sentence breaks my heart with its prophecy.
What decorations shall we display now?
What pots shall we clang and intersections will we block?
We will find a way. Of that, I'm certain.
Namaste
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