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Ultimate Competition for the Environment
There are still sapiens on Earth. Often do we remember and feel more than proud that only we Superors exist – the most sophisticated & most exquisite human-robot complexes. It is true that occasionally we cannot help recalling one or two of them like Shakespeare & Einstein, but that’s when they pop up unexpectedly from the back of a chip as a couple of forgotten algorithms. Their story tells them they are much more developed physically & intellectually than champanzees, while in reality the latter is at least spiritually far more respectable. Since sapiens have proven good for nothing or nobody, just a sub species of waste wasting endless earthly resources, how can we get rid of them in such huge crowds? -- To eliminate them once & for all, or just to wait for their total self-destruction?
Isn’t It
An ill wind
That blows
Every body good? Isn’t it
An ill blow
That hits
Every body’s heart? Isn’t it
An ill heart
That betrays
The truth about every body? Isn’t it
An ill body
That just consumes
Every kind of earthly resource? & isn’t it
An ill earth
That provides resources
To the human body only? Is it?
Evolution (from Sapiens)
In the melting shadows
Of last mammoths & dinosaurs
Have been eliminated gods, saints
One by one, followed by
Heroes & even gentlerens until
Our entire human world is now packed
With survivors among villains, clowns
Hypocrites, money-bags, &
Super subhumans (after another ice age)
Pigeons vs Wolves
Their shit falling on every square &
Statue in the city, too many pigeons have ruined
The land- & mindscapes, while wolves are driven
Farther & farther into wildness, breaking
The food chain & even the whole ecosystem
Go away, Pigeons! We have had enough symbolic
Peace (& real war), but welcome back, Wolves!
Together with you might there be fewer elks
Coyotes, but more foxes, more rabbits, while
More trees like poplars & willows can return
They Believe They Are More Advanced
In evolution, because they think
In numerous complicate languages
While we express ourselves just in
Several simple short-syllabled songs
They accumulate stones, graffiti &
Other countless (in)visible items
While we only pick up seeds
Or hunt animals in the open
They live on, for, & around money
While we follow our hearts only
They win their fucking rights
Through face, clothing, money besides stories
While we mate by dancing
Or fighting instead
They are busy trying to develop
Themselves in every human or inhuman way
While we don’t care if we are less
Advanced in nature
Global Warning
Slowly, but surely
Shaking off blue glaciers
Together with pale sunshine
The Rocky Mountain is getting ready
To roar down from above
Mists and treetops
Like an alien bear stalking
Behind swarms of colorful visitors as their shadows
Darken the entire Columbia icefield
Relocating
As more ice melts, and even
More oil spills, fewer bears can
Grow enough fat for the cold, or
To hunt within the arctic ring
As it keeps shrinking until it becomes
A tiny full stop in a footnote of history
While the bears retreat farther and father
Into a habitat in the backyard of my mind
Elegy to the Great Auk
Eldey Island. 3 July 1844. Two Iceland fishermen
Caught and killed two birds, while a third used
His boots to tread their half-hatched egg into pieces
That’s the inhuman end of a subhuman species
Called Penguin, though the feathered couple was much
More loyal to each other than any married humans, and
Their kind had survived last ice age, flying gracefully
Everywhere, particularly along Newfoundland coasts
Helping sailors to escape from dangers until they are
Totally forgotten, except in an obscure poem like this
Yuan Changming published monographs on translation before leaving China. With a Canadian PhD in English, Yuan currently edits Poetry Pacific with Allen Yuan in Vancouver; credits include ten Pushcart nominations, the Naji Naaman's Literary Prize 2018, Best of the Best Canadian Poetry, BestNewPoemsOnline, Threepenny Review and 1,449 others worldwide.
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