Thursday, July 5, 2012

Broken Windows

by alexindigo on flick'r



 
Broken Windows 
24/7



I wake up in the bird loud dawn
and turn on the machines
before my eyes are fully open
the sound of water
turbulent in heat falling
through the cost-effectively
stripped coffeegrounds;
the six notes of the windows sound
drown out the mockingbird
trying to sing through the pane.
Meanwhile, star shoes kicked off,
the sky frittles on the griddle
of the mad cooks who've
taken over her kitchen.




May Global Temperatures Second Warmest on Record
According to scientists at NOAA’s National Climatic Data Center, the globally-averaged temperature for May 2012 marked the second warmest May since record keeping began in 1880. 

May 2012 also marks the 36th consecutive May and 327th consecutive month with a global temperature above the 20th century average
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Most areas of the world experienced much warmer-than-average monthly temperatures, including nearly all of Europe, Asia, northern Africa, most of North America and southern Greenland.

 Only Australia, Alaska and parts of the western U.S.-Canadian border region were notably cooler than average...   Credit: NOAA:
July  2012



Posted for  Meeting the Bar   at dVerse Poets Pub
Prompt: What's the Buzz? by Charles Miller
Charles has asked us to , among other options, 
"write a poem that describes the fractured nature of the modern world...[or]
write a poem that incorporates newspaper clippings or other non-poetic material.." Which I sort of did, though my clipping is more messed with and appended to than included in the poem.




Image: Untitled, by alexindigo, on flick'r
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18 comments:

  1. Just great. (I didn't even notice a single comma issue so taken over by the poem.) (Not to say that when I notice a comma issue I'm not taken over.) But this is just terrific, Joy. Says it all so fast, hot, right off the griddle. k.

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  2. I almost took the ending to be a madcap scene of cooks invading your kitchen, until I read the description, which turned it much more somber. There's a really eery nonchalance to the poem, a sense not of indifference but of innocence almost. This creates a strange feeling when cast against the background of your description. But it is indeed the position in which we find ourselves, going about out daily lives, oblivious to the macroscopic powers and forces taking place as we carry out our daily routines.

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  3. Oh! Bird loud to Mockingbirds--mechanical six notes, windows to windows and mad cooks . . . missing the magic as stars go to bed and . . . it is a mirror!

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  4. oh yeah we are just grittle cakes burning on the skillet face and deny it the while way...really cool as far as structure too...we just keep right on right on adding to the poison...nice write ma'am...

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  5. echoing Brian...A nice write. Well done.

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  6. ha...some mad cooks have taken over the kitchen indeed...wondering if you refer to the us flag with the star shoes but maybe i'm taking it way too political...

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  7. Terrific poetics at work in this one, very nice!

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  8. Your opening lines are excellent, Hedge!!

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  9. Overpopulation and rampant consumption fueled by corporate greed assure we will not be enjoying a reasonable summer ever again. The C3 crop plants will weather it well and the CAM plants are made for it but this is a small consolation. This terrifies me, I have a friend who insists that humans have not played a role in climate change or species extinction. I try to remember I love her. You meld the personal and political with deft skill.

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  10. Really nicely done Hedge. Fascinating style here with some very cool lines. My favorite ones are

    the sound of water
    turbulent in heat falling
    through the cost-effectively
    stripped coffeegrounds

    and the sky frittles on the griddle
    of the mad cooks

    Great piece. Thanks

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  11. I can attest to the fact that this is the warmest Winter I have ever lived through, with lows hardly reaching zero (C) and highs in the mid-twenties. In JUNE!!! It's unprecedented. There are definitely some mad cooks in the kitchen, and we're going to be eating their left-overs for years to come.

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  12. The summer heat is also affecting us here ~ I like the stream of consciousness writing here Hedge ~ Mad cooks indeed ~

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  13. "the sky frittles on the griddle"

    What an incredible line!

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  14. I'm with Mama Zen, that was my fav.

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  15. I thought it was just the devil stoking the fires of hell in anticipation of my arrival. No?

    I love those last two lines, and also the birds, representing the natural world, barely able to make themselves heard.

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  16. Wonderful play with and on words

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  17. hullo from australia where it is chilly.
    sharing your concern for ecological patterns.

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