The New Prophet

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The New Prophet

In the beginning
seeds grew.

Now a mower comes into sight
or a weed-whip
or the tank truck of sloshing death
with sprayer wands rising like black wings.

Or standing on shore, the beard guy wields
a silver shaft, tipped with pronged metal
like a snake’s tongue to chop or snap the root.

For now, moments are timeless
and from somewhere in the grove a seed parachutes
diagonally to settle just inside a shadow–
perhaps next summer’s messiah.

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A dark write, Tracy.
Fab opening S.
Even more fabulous is the final one.
Love this ‘to settle just inside a shadow–’
This is obviously more than the sum of its parts. Love the sentiment, no matter how the future looks, there’s always hope :smiley:

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The final stanza is golden.

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Isn’t it just wonderful.

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Beautiful examination, Tracy. Have to agree w the others, the final stanza is delicate and touching.

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Thanks all. This was an old NaPo poem that talked me into pulling it out for revision.

T