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Dreaming the Mushroom Cloud

(x = space)

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Dreaming the Mushroom Cloud

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I suppose it’s because

I knew the movie

Would appear today

And got me thinking

Stirring something

Too

As a surprise

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I dreamed I saw the cloud

The mushroom cloud

Rising above the horizon

Of the tress

Near the place where I was standing

And I knew

Inescapably

The effects would be upon us

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I could be atomized

The irony of the name for the bomb

As a result

(in addition to the cause)

Or I could be set

In winter

The awful winter without food

Or safety

And were the people inside

In the building near me

(in the dream)

Ready for a new companionship

Survival from the blast

And all the blasts

And then I woke

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It’s been a while

Since I had a dream like that

I don’t think

Since childhood

When I looked up on summer days

To wonder if a silver missile might

Arc out of the blue

And toward the ground

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No matter what the season

Counting

It was the famous cold time

For a war

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C L Couch

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(I think it’s today that the film Oppenheimer premieres)

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Photo by Alen Smola on Unsplash

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What I Feared

(North Korea wants an H-bomb–why, I do not know)

What I Feared

What I feared was
Looking up into the sky
Where the blue became white

And out of parallel lines
That could be clouds or
Contrails, something silver
Falls

And everything becomes white
And I am gone with everyone
And everything I know.

Or, worse, that I live
To face oncoming nuclear winter.

My fears, while a child living
In an early nuclear age in a
War that was too cold.

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