We Forgot the Secrets of the Stars
A poem about what we’ve lost through “progress.”
Published in
Dec 3, 2024
All I do is watch
as the island of asphalt
grows and weeds its way
across paradise.
There are no more thistles
or Lyall’s wrens,
passenger pigeons
have gone silent as
the tree in the cement
desert as roots
through Styx.
Perhaps the Bible
had it wrong,
maybe god never locked man
outside of Eden
but we did it to ourselves
forgot the secrets of the stars
lost, we confused heaven
with progress
and the July heat
of a meadow
with hell.
If you enjoyed this poem, you might also like to read:
