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here’s a poem by michele that would make us search our – evocative and enigmatic.

the tundra is vast,
’s life teeming, greening,
sliding softly to autumn, sunset’s sleep, warm and red;
and suddenly, swift, white, and silent — all covered with snow,
with darkness and ice, from the fall through the windswept and long winter night;
a beautiful landscape, graced, when arrives, with a beautiful sunrise,
of cold and red…

and polar bears dwell, in the harshest of times, red pulses of life,
burrowed deep in the snow,
warm and safe, and fragility, love flowing,
sustaining as milk given from mother to cubs,
until she must venture, courageous steward, forth, in the spring,
but no life has been found there in any form that we know;
to find food in the bay,
where fish and seals swim,
life renewing…

they say Mars, the red planet,
is a great, frozen tundra,
some envision a warming,
to bring ’s life to Mars
freeing trapped water, and,
luxurious, fecund
in the greens of lush fields,
and balm of red light, sweet, warm, and swift, from the sun…

is that one of the reasons it seems no one is looking
as the tundra on Earth melts,
with the glaciers, and poles,
every spring when the sun shines
over ice, over snow?
its red, warning rays to bask, and to glow,
… or will global warming create on Earth a red planet,
tundra — frozen, and windswept,
red above,
below?

©michele baron

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Michele Baron

Michele Baron

Michele Baron, world-traveler/Fulbright Scholar presently living in Kyrgyzstan, published A Modest Menu: Poverty, Hunger and Food Security, in Poetry and Prose, in 2015. A World Bank/Urgent Evoke-2010 top-ten-finalist, she develops outreach projects, writes poetry, prose, and non-fiction, is an active musician, painter, artist and “full-time” mother of three school-aged children. She has a self-illustrated book The Dreaming Rugs awaiting publication.
Michele Baron
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