(d)Evolution
starry-eyed surprise
I. drought
Triple digit summers, fires, barren winters, the heat island expanding, ready to burst. dry lakes, receding water rings of Lake Mead, Lake Powell, the Colorado River, like a grimy ring in a bachelor’s bathtub.
In the desert everything is amplified: sun’s harsh glare, shimmering heat, crisp vegetation, shrill politics, smoky air, concrete opinions.
II. demise
I never knew
a cactus arm, when sliced
resembled a star
or that something so enduring
could ever die
III. parched
all these people and
the desert—slowly dying
a crumbling shell
IV. respite—
and still: the glittering freedom of a star-filled desert sky
Very creative!! Right now, the AZ desert is getting rain.
Your last line reminds me of the first time I ever saw the Milky Way. It was on a family vacation when I was around 11 or so. We were driving across the Arco desert in Idaho. Glittering freedom!