National Anthem Minor Key. (via Mefi)
"After the Dissolution
When we tell of this, the we that remains
five hundred years from now, our storied glacier
will be so small. Who could imagine this
great being of ice scored with huge crevices?
We’ll say that glaciers were white, because
we won’t imagine that ice becomes blue
as the weight of it presses out centuries
of air. We won’t remember gray moraines
comprised of stones rounded by the rolling
of so much power advancing and retreating.
We won’t tell of rivers a shade of turquoise
that stuns the eyes, carrying glacial flour
and ice’s breath to the sea. And those huge
boulders left in the middle of fields, we’ll
imagine that men put them there for some
reason. We’ll have forgotten how the tongues
of glaciers could rearrange the earth. We’ll
have forgotten how a glacier could tell a story
that reminded us of how small we are,
how brief our lives that misunderstood forever."
--Erin Coughlin Hollowell in Nature of our Times
"Lynch dying just before inauguration feels a lot like Bowie dying just before inauguration. The ominous clouds; the passing saints of freaks." --@besecretandexult.bsky.social via @dan-sinnamon.bsky.social
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