The Potential Inheritance of the Earth by the Honey Badger

Poetry, War and Politics

As if the morning sun could give a shit.
Each subsequential generation feels
uniquely favored by Apollo’s wheels;
outside of any science, we permit
our poetry to make it animate;
a sky-borne notary, official seal,
approves America, or the New Deal,
or Obama’s elevation over Mitt.
But when we’re gone, its hydrogen will still
continue fusing, irrespective of
the politics of our successor race,
whatever species next decides to fill
its nearest star with qualities like love,
intentionality, goodwill, and grace.

7 thoughts on “The Potential Inheritance of the Earth by the Honey Badger

  1. steve said “gay”, but I’m not sure that’s correct.

    Here is #32 from Whitman’s Song of Myself:

    I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and
    I stand and look at them long and long.

    They do not sweat and whine about their condition,
    They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins,
    They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God,
    Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of
    owning things,
    Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of
    years ago,
    Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth.

    Although I’m well-aware of Whitman’s homonoesis (whether ever realized in homoerosis or not), it never struck me that the above passage was particularly a “gay” sentiment.

    And yet, its point seems quite similar to the point of your poem.

  2. .. it helps in .. reading / to hear.. your voice.. now … with seeing that photo of you sitting in some living room at ease ,smiling i think it was, something of a smile , or some pleasure , but just to see any one helps to hear them ,better unstill , .. , and of the more literally of hearing , / i had a good nose blowlaugh on seeing ..the …. pause in thought , open to look ay replies , … bowling.. , ..reply , /

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