Larry Kilham Blog |
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It seems like there will always be a dichotomy between the efficiency and comfort of the city and the naturalness and beauty of the wilderness. We can't bring billions of city dwellers with their urban technology to the wilderness. While everyone should be at one with nature, they never will. Thinking of this during a walk in the woods, I wrote: The raven glides overhead, calling.
Not a creature stirs. I wait in the forest solitude. Suddenly I hear “chickadee-dee-dee.” Life is stirring. The frost melts in the warm sun. The squirrels start chattering the hummingbirds are darting and the bees are buzzing. But I must move on. I’ve arrive in a jumble of noise in the urban forest. Does it invade your mind? Or soften your fear of missing out? Clatter, clatter, life is stirring! The city is the enveloping hive for the bee-like people who come and go gazing at their phones far from the field and forest . Consuming ever more, we can’t turn back. We grasp for solutions as populations struggle ever more and the raven glides overhead, calling. © 2018 Larry Kilham To see all my poems go to my poetry page. Comments are closed.
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