Norah

United States

18 | she/they | hypothetical astronaut | ekphrastic poet | haunted house

Message to Readers

Yes I will use the phrase most commonly used in reference to how the lavish lifestyles of the French Aristocracy lead to a Revolution in the context of capitalism and nationalism and global warming because why not, there are no rules.

après nous le déluge

October 26, 2019

PROMPT: Journey

6
we wade through waist-high water
on the interstate 
soaked up to the muscle of us
up to the bone and the marrow
in the grey water that has undone our home
into the undulating fields of the dead,
wavering, incorporeal.

we close our eyes and pretend our heavy
legs are weighed by long purple grasses

oh fields of grain
oh mountains majesty
we pledge our grace to thee

or something along those lines

yellow paint glinting below the glaze
like electric eels 

there are no mountains here
the tide is stagnant, the water is a smooth
table

sit, eat the flooded food of our country,
oh graceful angel of the West,
tell us why the roads have turned to turgid rivers
tell us why the children on our backs 
cry out
after us, the flood

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3 Comments
  • Norah

    Thank you rosemarywisdom and rAiN! I really tried to say something with this poem, and I'm glad it resonated with both of you!


    about 1 year ago
  • rosemarywisdom

    This piece is brilliant! Your use of imagery is outstanding, and your structure is perfect, as usual. You're such a good writer!


    about 1 year ago
  • r|A|i|N

    your poetry never fails to amaze - every word is so intricately woven into the fabric of this piece. absolutely stunning.


    about 1 year ago