Even the ocean disregards
a human shape, its ambitions
and appetites for fresh water.
After nature’s floods, Nature is
asked, where is the father,—the floods
form from the father. The children
forgoed a God but they do not
know which one. Will one day wading
out the waves be him, well, bones
that ought but did not drown,—reckons
the world in a house, the children
on a sidewalk, house roof, hungry
stomach. How many relics does
the sea require,—Nature cries: more.
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Prince Bush is a poet studying English at Fisk University in Nashville, Tennessee.
Image from the European Space Agency.
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