earthsong
earthsong
she hums our home
our round blue orb
hurtling
they’ve recorded her
ultra-low thrum
does she lament
our undoing
a song of
what’s lost,
or bow in praise
of what’s here?
earthsong
she hums our home
our round blue orb
hurtling
they’ve recorded her
ultra-low thrum
does she lament
our undoing
a song of
what’s lost,
or bow in praise
of what’s here?
I love the double entendre of "she hums our home," which I also can read as "she hums, our home..." That pulls me right into the poem's orbit! Nicely done!
Beautiful Amrita! In agreement with the others and also love the question at the end. I think the answer is both.