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Chicxulub [Dec. 4th, 2006|11:14 am]
Beemer
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I wrote a poem. Free verse. Science-fictional. I wrote it in November, but had other things to post about until now.

Chicxulub

After 80 million years
of Cretaceous glory
we arose
thumbed and aware
from among our feathered
brethren scaly beasts

A hundred thousand more
before
the spark caught fire
and we knew that
we knew

A dozen millenia
for us to write
our names
upon the world

A handful of centuries
to stare knowing
into the night

A single month
to see it come

And know that we were doomed

* * *

From halfway round the world
I saw the impact flash
reflected on the moon
a sudden dawn
to herald
coming darkness

And knew across the sea
a continent had died
in supersonic flame

The earth began to dance
and sway
a gentle glow suffused
the sky
from orbit molten glass
rained down
in iridescent glory

And as the waves bore up
as high as hills
to wipe us out of history

I stood beneath
their great green curl
beheld the death
of everything I knew

And all I could think was
beautiful
beautiful
beautiful
beautiful
beautiful...
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[User Picture]From: zalena
2006-12-04 10:35 pm (UTC)

November in poetry

The entry that started it all. See particularly Eleanor Farjeon's November, which is one of the harshest poems ever written about the month.

http://zalena.livejournal.com/243275.html
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[User Picture]From: melted_snowball
2006-12-04 11:29 pm (UTC)

Re: November in poetry

Wow. That is one of the most depressing November poems ever. OK, it's a classic reclaiming event. I wish you luck with it, though I will still despise the month.
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