It’s Raining in Anchorage

It’s raining in Anchorage.
The glaciers have surrendered
and the solstice draws near
shrouded in brilliant endeavors

The glaciers have surrendered
The wanton path of progress
shrouded in brilliant endeavors
bleeds a murmuring of sunlight

The wanton path of progress
borne by the feigning of innocence
bleeds a murmuring of sunlight
obscured in the guise of Nature’s caprice

Borne of the feigning of innocence
shrieks of desolation
obscured in the guise of Nature’s caprise
are swallowed by the tides

Shrieks of desolation
ensconced in ancient homelands
are swallowed by the tides
as refugees gather on the precipice

Ensconced in ancient homelands
we consume the body of our world
as refugees gather on the precipice
trampling one another for purchase

We consume the body of our world
While we scramble for profit
trampling one another for purchase
tears stream from frozen remnants of humanity

While we scramble for profit
It’s Raining in Anchorage
Tears stream from frozen remnants of humanity
and the solstice draws near

Ilona Rapp, December 2014