LAMENT FOR ALL OF US
to patch a sailor’s pants”
is all I want as
I stand looking up
prayerful, honoring the blue
so long absent because of smoke
from wildfires for days though,
to me it seemed centuries.
Our planet is burning up:
on my windshield ash
but a fleck, in tearful eyes a speck
the old growth forests burning.
Cabins, mobile homes, tract
houses eaten by the dragon.
We bitterly lament the giant trees
lost, for the people displaced,
long gone their temporarly shelters.
Where will the deer run
even if they are faster than flames?
And those who can’t escape?
Wherever we find ourselves,
the air is dangerous to breathe.
We mustn’t forget those away
from mountain and forest in city streets
where oxygen found between parallel lines
of the equal sign, between black
lips and pavement is not enough.
CARLOS REYES travels widely and his poetry reflects that. He is the author of 11 volumes of verse. Recent poetry: Sea Smoke to Ashes (2020), Two People in the Night Along a River.(2019), Along the Flaggy Shore, Poems from West Clare (2018). Guilt in Our Pockets, Poems from South India (2017), Pomegranate. Sister of the Heart (2012). Forthcoming: Wrestling the Mistral (2021). Recent translations: Poemas de amor y locura/Poems of Love and Madness, Selected Translations (2013), Sign of the Crow, Ignacio Ruiz Pérez (2011). Prose memoir: The Keys to the Cottage, Stories from the West of Ireland (2015) .