Listen for the rain, even on sunny days.
Keep your ear to the ground, your eyes
to the horizon. There’s a rumble in the earth
these days, something big is far off
but getting closer. You think maybe
it’s the grind of the Earth’s axis,
like grist – but what’s it milling?
Keep your ear to the ground, your eyes
to the horizon. There’s a rumble in the earth
these days, something big is far off
but getting closer. You think maybe
it’s the grind of the Earth’s axis,
like grist – but what’s it milling?