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Lost World

Lost World

 

A borough in

Western Pennsylvania

(towns are called

Boroughs) that

Died when steel died

 

And, unlike the city

Close by (that is only

Called a city),

There was no

Rising up,

No Easter-kind

Experience

 

Anything that might

Be beautiful is old

From the time

When beauty

Could be afforded

 

The bones of

Some buildings are

Strong, while

Others stand ready

To fall over

With a sigh

 

Children attend

A consolidated

School in the area,

Learning to

Leave already

 

The bar owner

Can’t afford it

But must have

The place

Open anyway

 

For where else

Can one

Drink hope

 

Persistence alone

Without substance

Keeps life

Mammoth Find

Mammoth Find

Something fantastic was
Found under OSU—now,
In my part of the land,
OSU stands for “The”
Ohio State

Here, however, we’re
Talking about Oregon,
Where by the way members
Of my family have
Attended

Though none ten thousand
Years ago, which is the
Counting of this find—
Generally, we (and I
Mean you and me) were
Around as early wanderers

And inhabitants and so
Might have run from the
Massive body of the bones,
When enfleshed and nature-
Armed, we have now
As a mammoth—you
Know, the woolly kind

We’d have eventually
Turned and hunted down
The one in stone calcified
That we treasure now

Free away from
Primal scenes and needs
We may make friends
And maybe make amends

With its bones dryly,
Comfortably
Without tooth and claw
To rend in red our fragile
Skin

We (less bravely, perhaps)
May say:

Welcome, Ice-Age ally, to
Our better art and science

(“Nature, red in tooth and claw”—In Memoriam, Tennyson)

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