This is beautiful. Living through the thick smoke at the moment in Melbourne is surreal and apocalyptic. The daily updates that it could get worse, that food supplies could be compromised, water could get contaminated as the ash falls from the sky. Ecosystems destroyed in minutes as go a thousand miles per hour around the sun...thanks for standing with us in words.
So much depth in this, and love that I learned something by this, as I had no idea of the "Bowlesian sonnet". Also, the title is catchy and beyond fitting for this poem. It made me think of "Journey to the center of the earth" for some reason. We can be the most careful, think we're the most clever, yet chaos (from the world or our own faults as humans) can so masterfully unravel what we had planned.
I didn’t know that Bowlesian sonnets existed. It a really fitting form for the poem.
Depending on the state of mind could go very deep. The first time I read it as how mother nature is naive, and the only thing she wants is to have balance. To be free of the chaos and the harm us humans are causing.
Then I read this again, and it was very sad to me. Trying to live, ends up as trying to survive. We know that it’s impossible for anything to go as planned, yet we still do. Yet we hope, and it hurts every time.