Local Conditions

Today the Coast Range wrapped itself in sleet
and Sylvan Ridge was dusted white with snow,
commuters crawling safe but turtle-slow.
It’s late March; winter still won’t sound retreat
and spring draws near on hesitating feet,
too weak to make the older season go—
while round the world, the climate records show
we’re suffering a rise in global heat.
From orbit, Earth is blue as peacock feathers.
It’s wrapped in oceans eyed with hurricanes,
a shaken snowglobe full of heavy weather,
laced with jet-stream turbulence. The storms
that rip the coasts to shreds and shatter panes
are just the planet breathing as it warms.


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