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His love endures forever.

                  —Psalm 136

also wrath because
opposites exist
though the brain
has no patience
with this —

denuded hills
slide seaward
ancient pines
buckle in flames
brackish waters
swill over
house tops —

nothing is safe
yet secure
in the brain case
the idea of safe
endures

 

You are worth more than many sparrows

                          —Luke 12:7

He said and every word oscillates,
beginning with You, a shaky proposition,
and are, a temporary condition
and as for many sparrows, how many,
a few or star quantity?

At least the sparrows provide
some credibility, being visible like us,
also here for no apparent reason,
preoccupied with their business,
and just as hungry and clueless.

Elizabeth Poreba is a retired New York City high-school English teacher. She has published two collections of poems, Vexed and Self Help: A Guide for the Retiring, and two chapbooks, The Family Profile and New Lebanon. The eighth line of this poem is from Elizabeth Willis’s poem, “And What My Species Did.” “Ruin from the air” is a reference to the book by the same name, written by Gordon Thomas and Max Morgan Witts.

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