earth note 844

rarely as i remember

march comes in as a lamb

but limping as a three-legged fox

     yes

     one actually passed along the ridge

coming out of months hibernation

finally spinning the bicycle wheels

where the allegheny & ohio rivers speak in one voice

yet all i can really hear and think about

are the explosions of the russia war

bombarding the people of ukraine

armored columns against

apartment houses & hospitals

civilians throwing bodies

against the tanks

sewer lines become shelters

borscht the manna of the resistance

refugees by the millions

look for winter coats

the pale chalk-white

facade of a human

white upon white imperial dream

go back to russia

there's no hiding

in a locked & loaded nuclear ready

blood is a river

--- e b bortz