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Sonnet of the Lady
Jan 20, 2023
6. August 4 2021
My heart is stabbed three times a day
When I read bad news about the birds,
About animals and fish, when people say
“The last rhinoceros” those sad words
Dissolve and new bad news comes:
Of fossil fuel firms’ many lies,
Consumers consuming. Alas the sums
Do not add up, no matter what one tries
To make it neat. The Earth is consumed
By greedy apes so clever at strife.
She’s not infinite as the economists assume,
She’s a ball of rock with a thin scrape of life.
A tough bubble of air. Our fragile towers
Will fall and crumble into beds of flowers.
This isn’t my first attempt at a sonnet but I think it’s still pretty Terrible. Never mind. Practice makes perfect.
