I have come to believe that as stewards of this planet we cannot afford to turn a blind eye. The kinship we have with all life “must be expressed in action, since belief is no longer enough.”
the sculpture of italics
using things that have a tendency
to slant or stress detail.
Plants, feathers, coral, bark and silt
(all manipulated by keen hands)
shape his mannequin who kneels
crinolined in bleached roots and raising
a sea bird in her palm.
With eyes shut, dreams
lapping against the shoreline of her lashes
she seems oblivious, meant
by her creator to be set apart.
she looks through us — knowing if
we can change to keep
the sun safe, the waters level,
and if not.. a shattering
beyond eardrums of dolphin or shark.