Praising With Faint Damnation

Praising With Faint Damnation

BY Bonnie Carasso

Thank you for the not-orange sky
for the breeze that blows the ash
for the wonder of a skeletal oak
shivering in the blackened field
dancing to the death metal
of mother earth on a bender

And thank you for the teeming deer
and flocks racing for their lives
across the valley and for the coyotes
baying on the stubbled rise deprived
of their guiding moon this night
limned in devouring red