Last night I wrote a poem in honor of Governor Dayton's budget message and the news that the moose population in My Minnesota has dropped by a third in the past year. Think about a future Minnesota without moose; with quail replacing ruffed grouse. Minnesota could become the land of 1,000 or 500 lakes. Is that what we want? Is it "too expensive" to fix?
PrePrometheus, heat was heapsHuddles, fur wrapsSummer nakedWinter sleepSpark stolen, comfort tinderedSmoke swarmed, hauledCinders shielded frictionBowed and mastered,Life’s cord measuredAshes to ashesMiddens to nourishSmoke holed in stacksCoal, coke, peat and charDustbins to skies darkenedHearths and beds warmedDampers dampened, fires bankedWood warmed twiceCut, burnedCoal mined, mountains turnedAshes to dustEarth punctured, gas flaredOil pumped, shale fracturedPipes lined, sands tarredRigs blown, people scarredBarrels reservedWood pile diminishedGas and oil goneMiddle east finishedAshes to ashesGas to the skyCarbon entrapmentPlanet fry die
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