WEDNESDAY: Glow

BY MEGHAN FERRARI

Copyright is held by the author.

A golden glow ascends,
and slips
into a slouched sky.

While an elongated ear
listens…
for the crinkle,
the crackle,

The brilliance of books burning.

A dignified demise
in decomposition;
A return to roots
redolent
with resurgence.

But it’s the future!
And you’ve escaped
Bradbury’s blaze.

Now pads,
popped like pills,
into grinders
that gurgle
and pulverize
plastic.

Terminators of reason,
whose tongues toll
singular thought.

But the memory hole
is closing…
Milton and Marx,
mere murmurs.

Dissent is the digital age!

Subvert the public sphere,
and conceal the Phoenix.
In keys and in clouds…

Puff.

4 comments
  1. As one door closes, another door opens. It’s the way of the world.

  2. Meghan! So random yr pic popped up when I googled a totally unrelated name (“Debra Noble Toronto”). So weird! Email me, stranger! What an exciting poem! I never knew you were writing.

  3. […] Friday we re-post a favourite story or poem from the CommuterLit archives. Today we present “Glow,” a poem by Meghan Ferrari. Click on the link to […]

  4. Wonderful. Lovely rhythm.

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