This poem was written during the 2019 Wild Threads Writing Symposium, Charlottetown, PEI, in one of George Elliott Clarke’s sessions on August 23rd, and read during the participants’ open mic on August 25th. With some really great advice from George and some techniques from Anne Simpson’s workshop on the 24th.
Five thousand fires blazing
children of the jungles fleeing
Into the world
Down from the north running
Feet burning on ice
Up from the south crawling
Hair dripping with fire
Ten years is five is one counting
Giants out-shout giants mouthing
Words will not rhyme
people of the world stand watching
Beneath the shadow of hate
Millions of shards of colors reflecting
Black, brown, red, yellow, white
Is this the beginning of human destruction?
The continent lies silently burning
Bonfires march across the world
Sparks and embers leap exploding
Hearts, minds, bodies lying cold
Remnants of reality
Settling ash-like in the frost.