Poetry of Love, Resistance, & Solidarity

Water drips and dances through years of drought and rain.

Neighbors argue over wells

that threaten to run dry. Still, harvest comes each year,

grain-laden fields compete

with oil-rigged earth, dark beaks that dip and plunge

into other shrinking pools,

the vast land scrubbed by dust, wiped clean with light

borrowed from a blazing sun,

buttered with an effervescent taste of yellow,
incense of sunflowered soil.
– Maril Crabtree

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Comments on: "26. To the Stars Through Difficulty: Maril Crabtree" (1)

  1. Deb Edwards said:

    The loving concern for our planet is thoughtfully displayed here1

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