Crying
We are crying because the children. Because the birds and bees. Because the rivers. Because our homes. Because the wars, the bombs. The wildfires. The forests, Crying because the coral reefs. The reptiles and insects. The animals we love and the animals we still fear. The glaciers! We are crying because family, friends, ourselves, people everywhere. All living things everywhere.
We are crying and crying. We are moaning. We are mourning. We are grieving. We are wailing and keening and rending.
And it is not enough. We do not know what each of us can do to make it enough. And so we go on with what is before us, what has to be done daily. We cannot stop what we are doing. And it is not enough. We know it is not enough. Despite some very positive and sincere efforts and involvements. And we are afraid. Afraid it is not going to be enough. Not enough not in time. And we go on. While mourning. While grieving. While crying. We go on.
Come see Karen read at the Welcome to Boog City 18.5 Arts Festival on Sun. Feb. 16 at 12:40 p.m. at Block Hill Station in Park Slope, Brooklyn. Details here:
Welcome to Boog City 18.5 Arts Festival
Karen Neuberg ( karenneuberg.blogspot.com/) is the author of the full-length poetry collection, Pursuit (Kelsay Press), and three chapbooks including “the elephants are asking” (Glass Lyre). Her poetry and collages have appeared in numerous online and print journals and anthologies including Beacon Radiant (great weather for Media), Inflectionist Review, Mackinaw, Nixes Mate, Otoliths, and SurVision. She holds an MFA from The New School and is associate editor of the online poetry journal First Literary Review-East. Alan Neuberg photo.