Wednesday, December 26, 2012

THE APOCALYPSE GOES UNNOTICED IN NEWTOWN

by Catherine McGuire



No one needs predictions, there.
And on Turkish borders, huddled tents
have no preps for crisis. Trenton slums,
the barrios of Rio, the drained and droughty deltas
of Tigris, or Sudan – Apocalypse can knock
and enter; no one will care.
Which is to say, the world is always ending;
our treasures crumble, dust to dust.
The myth-inflated bogeys threaten
while behind our backs, our futures rust.


Catherine McGuire is a writer and artist with a deep interest in philosophy, the “Why we are here?” question that lurks under so much of our lives. She will have a chapbook released by Uttered Chaos in September. It is tentatively titled, Reflections, Echoes and Palimpsests. She is webmaster for the Oregon Poetry Society and claims her entire garden as her 'poetry office'.