On Contemplating the End of Civilization as We Know It
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We know today’s prognosis—grim—
but still we’re buying green bananas!
Let’s fill our glasses to the brim!
Although today’s prognosis, grim,
suggests it’s best to sing a hymn,
or play a dirge on our piannahs.
But though today’s prognos-is grim,
still we’re buying green bananas!
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Foundations quake beneath our feet,
but still we’re buying green bananas.
Our folk and forests overheat,
foundations quake beneath our feet,
we’re looking at our balance sheet:
a cause for grief and not hosannas.
Foundations quake beneath our feet,
but still we’re buying green bananas.
Diane Lee Moomey has lived and wandered around the US and Canada and now lives in Half Moon Bay, California, where she co-hosts a monthly poetry series. A regular reader at Bay Area poetry venues, she has had work published in MacQueen’s Quinterly, Mezzo Cammin, THINK, The Sand Hill Review, California Poetry Quarterly, Caesura, and Red Wheelbarrow, and has been nominated for three Pushcart prizes. Recently, she has won prizes and Honorable Mentions with the Ina Coolbrith Circle and in the Soul-Making Keats Literary Competition. Her newest poetry chapbook, Make for Higher Ground, was released in August of 2021 by Barefoot Muse Press. https://www.pw.org/content/diane_moomey