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!
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!
Thank you!