blog of poet, leah umansky

Part of the Story

1.

From another character

This could be defiance.

But I, I want something gentle.

2.

Only humans have the ability to create extinction:              so, that’s, this.

No. There will be no feeding in-flight – do we look like Barn Swallows?

A small idea:  love is love.  No artificiality.

3.

I remember it, too.

Inside this, there was always the outside harvesting in.

Random.

Burning.

Discursive.

Cannabilistic, even.

In order to survive:  think hibernation.

Think: kindling

and blue.

© Umansky 2009